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My other half (very tall, white, blond and blue-eyed all-American farm boy) once tried to tell me that most places are much safer than the media makes them out to be, and anecdotes are just that and should be taken as such, and that I was really worrying far too much about walking around (NYC and Chicago) by myself. In the middle of the Asian hate epidemic a couple years ago.
I cannot even fathom the amount of privilege it takes to say that to a smaller-statured Asian woman. I told him so in exactly those words. I’m getting angry just thinking about it.
He knows better now. Or at least knows to keep any thoughts like that entirely to himself. He’s a generally very sensible and empathetic person but occasionally this privileged cluelessness blunders through.
It’s really difficult to hear the “what’s the big deal? I’ve never experienced that, you’re overreacting” attitude.
I try not to get angry. I try to stay away from social media when I find the algorithm feeding me mainly feminist things that are empowering but also stir up negativity towards men in me. My mother cannot stand to talk to me about anything political or involving gender because I get so fired up.
When there is actual equality, I’ll calm down. But reading men’s comments about not having fear in a thread like this will continue to evoke feelings of rage in me until then.
ETA: it’s Friday night, I’ve had a glass of wine, and I’m raising a ‘tween daughter. I hope my fellow PSrs can forgive me for a little ranting. Wishing all of you a wonderful long weekend.