ok so here’s my theory
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ok so here’s my theory
In the afterlife, souls can see how many living people still know you once existed. You, who had lived a fairly normal life, finally saw the count drop to 0 just 200 years after your death. 500 years later, 95% of the Earth’s total population suddenly knows about you.
And they all know I sold really, really shitty copper.
I laughed UNREASONABLY hard over this.
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On Gender and Knitting
I’ve been thinking about this blog post for about a year now, and now seems around the right time to write it.
I was setting myself up at a craft fair last month when someone paused by my stall, looked at my stock and said with an uncertain smile; “Knitting? That’s a bit unusual for a man, isn’t it?”
It is, by no means, the worst reaction I could have received. I smiled back a bit awkwardly and explained that yes, some people may think so, but my dad had taught me and my brother to knit when I was very young and I’d never found it odd.
I didn’t explain that I was a trans man. I didn’t say about how I honestly considered giving up fibrecrafts during the darkest days of my transition because of attitudes like that. I said nothing about the history of knitting, about the men-only knitting guilds and about how the perception of fibre crafts as “women’s work” has historically tied in to its devaluation as a craft following industrialisation and mass consumerism and about the ridiculous misogyny that shift signifies.
I’ve been on testosterone for 22 months now, and I’m happy that I mostly pass, though rarely as a straight man (which would be boring anyway). However, I have noticed a definite trend; the one thing that seems to get me most misgendered isn’t my voice, or my face, or my chest, even when not wearing a binder.
It’s my knitting.
Yup - even with two weeks worth of stubble and a sore throat, people look at me knitting and think “ah, yes, a young woman knitting merrily along her way, why she even has a beard like my dear old Grandma.”
It’s silly. It’s silly when people address knitting circles or craft groups as ‘ladies’. It’s silly when I’m told to apply for a women’s enterprise award because “everyone in this craft group should apply,” despite the group including numerous cis men. It’s silly when almost every pattern book has a men’s section which includes the sentiments of “here’s something nice to make for your boyfriend!”
It’s silly. Stop it.
Knitting - and crochet - are only gender-biased because we made them so, just like everything else.
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I’m bringing this back because after 27 months of T I am confidently passing in all social situations, other than the ones with knitting involved.
Very tempted to just knit myself a jumper with the words I AM A MAN on it and seeing what the response is.
Time to knit exclusively in blue
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I found a tool that let’s you figure out whether men are dominating the conversation or not.
Seriously that’s all it does. I’m feeling cheeky today, so I thought I’d share.
welp, i’ll be using this in every meeting i attend
So I work at a pretty progressive company so at t the last meeting I brought a click counter and I clicked it every time a man cut someone off. I used a pen pad to keep track of the women cutting someone off. Because it happened twice. Both times after they’d been cut off and were trying to finish a sentence. Eventually the men noticed the clicking and would pause and look around. At the end of the meeting I told them the results. In a one hour meeting men had cut someone off a total of 236 times. Two hundred and thirty six.
Two more meetings and you can pavlov your coworkers into not interrupting women
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I believe they call themselves “Italians”
So. Today in class we assigned Macbeth roles to students to read. When I asked the class who wants to be Lady Macbeth, a young man raised his hand. I kind of stared at him like “Lady Macbeth,” and he nodded like “I know what I’m about ma’am.” So then the student who ended up as Macbeth raised his hand and said “HE’S THE ONE, HE’S MY WIFE!” So I said “yeah sure why not,” and the entire class period they were blowing kisses to each other and winking at each other, and every now and then Macbeth would say “I’m the luckiest man on Earth” and Lady Macbeth would put a hand to his chest, and be like “BABE!”.
I just stared at them, knowing that they CLEARLY have never read ‘Macbeth’ before, so… all this lovey dovey… I don’t know if I have the heart to tell them the truth.
Update:
Macbeth is absolutely willing to fucking throw down for Lady Macbeth. Has already threatened a wall, a desk, a few students, a textbook that was neither his nor Lady Macbeth’s, and me
Lady Macbeth is enjoying the attention and has begun to use this new connection to his advantage. I’m starting to suspect he’s read ahead in the play.
Macbeth is going to end up living in detention at this rate.
Macbeth has no idea that he is the tragedy of the story. Claims to be the hero of the play, fails to see the irony in this
Macbeth slowly scooted his desk across the classroom to hold hands with Lady Macbeth. He was not subtle.
Macbeth has proposed on several occasions. Lady Macbeth just laughs and says they’re already married.
Macbeth’s girlfriend is in the class with them and is “totally not jealous or anything just thinks this whole fucking play is a waste of time”
Lady Macbeth should probably be a theatre major at some point, he fucking rocked Act V scene I
Other teachers and staff are emailing me about the “lovely lords”. Lady Macbeth now refuses to answer to anything other than Lady Macbeth and is always very upset when people don’t call him by his proper title.
THIS is what “boys will be boys” ACTUALLY means