Boys are only easier to raise than girls because you’re outsourcing your parenting to the women they’ll date in the future.
(Not all boys grow up to date women, but the emotional labor that corrects our hands-off approach to raising boys is extremely gendered.)
PPS Shout-out to all the parents struggling to do better without role models. I’ve had so many people ask me for books on parenting feminist boys, and they still don’t exist the last I checked. Free book idea, anyone?
Multiple people have asked if “boys are easier” is a thing I just made up, and no? I hear it often, and it’s a majority opinion among Americans. Obviously I disagree, which is why I framed my tweet the way I did. news.gallup.com/poll/236678/am…
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I'm seeing a few folks I really admire worrying about burnout and the long-term impacts of trauma on their work and advocacy, so I wanted share my experience of the last few years, in case it's helpful.
The first thing to remember is that none of us came into this with our full reserves, going back to at least the 2016 election. Maybe you were just treading water but didn't realize it until the waves of 2020 sent you under. Burnout is a totally normal and natural response.
In May 2018, my mom died unexpectedly. In September 2018, I nearly died and spent two weeks in a Siberian hospital, one of which was in a the ICU. It took two more weeks to be flown home. I nearly died a second time in the ICU.
I make breakfast quiches with local eggs from a farm that picks up our compost every week in fall-spring.
When @LadyNaturalist’s book came out, I took photo of it with a quiche I’d just made, on a whim. Other friends requested quiche + book pairings, and now it’s a thing!
Here’s @LadyNaturalist’s book, paired with chorizo, peppers, onions, corn, and Monterey Jack cheese.
@Laelaps also had a kid’s book out this year, which I paired with artichoke hearts, roasted red pepper, fontina, and a wheat crust.
Halloween may be for the supernatural, but nature can be plenty scary, too! It's time for Natural History: Halloween Edition!
We begin with the Death's Head Hawkmoth. With a spooky scull print on its back, this moth features in Dracula, Silence of the Lambs, and works by Edgar Allen Poe, and is associated with death in folklore.
Death's Head Hawkmoth larvae eat potato plants, accumulating toxic chemicals to be poisonous to predators. The adult moth has evolved to suck honey, and it raids beehives, mimicking bee pheromones to sneak in undetected.
Folks in leadership: Anything that doesn't absolutely need to be done right now should be triaged. This is not the time to be overhauling systems, designing new programs or launching initiatives if they don't directly support life and work in a pandemic. Stop making excess work.
Further, if your RFP or request has a short turnaround, IT IS EXCLUSIONARY. The only people who can participate in fast-track opportunities are those who aren't disproportionately carrying excess domestic duties even in the best of times, AND THESE ARE NOT THE BEST OF TIMES.
My college just asked us to submit a proposal to work with our Top Scholars, full-ride students who are given slush funds for research. Awesome program! But what's not awesome is being given a week to submit proposals. A WEEK. In a pandemic.
Yeah, except D-Day wasn’t an orchestrated stunt putting GIs’ lives at risk for entertainment. Your actions are doing the opposite of making the world safer.
Speaking of D-Day, we canceled football in WWII, which maybe more people would know if they cared as much about college humanities as they do about college sports. 🤷🏻♀️
I mean, I don’t see what giving unpaid student athletes potentially fatal heart conditions (on top of TBI) has to do with making the world safer or spreading democracy or whatever, but I’m also not an millionaire athletics director, I’m just a professor.
I’m so sore from training, both in the good way, and also the “almost 40” way. And I keep thinking about how different my body would feel now if I’d been told that strength train was a thing women could do when I was younger. I will never not be angry about this.
As a kid in the 80’s and 90’s, the fitness options were all cardio. I hated running. My parents couldn’t afford martial arts, which I wanted to try. I quit basketball for theater in 8th grade because of bullying (I wore my dad’s old shoes and couldn’t pay for tanning and waxing).
It wasn’t until my late thirties that I started strength training seriously. And I love it so much. Along with boxing, I finally feel like I’ve found what makes my body happy. I have friends who have been runners since middle school. I wish I’d been training all that time, too.