The other day, a friend sent me an advert for a writing ‘camp.’ ‘Wouldn’t it be fun? we could go together!’ Camp: joining strangers at an unfamiliar place and being forced to interact. This is my hell. ‘But cool, like-minded people!’ Still nope. Why? On being an #introvert, a 🧵
My friend thought being an #introvert meant you only like socializing with people you find interesting—and as long as like-minded, it didn’t matter who or how many. That’s not introversion, though; that’s discernment and sensible curation. I, too, want interesting friends. But:
As an introvert, I want to hang with people ONE at a time. Two at once in some cases. Four is my max. And that’s even with people I know and love. I find social situations draining, not energizing. The effort that goes in is like running a long race but with no endorphin rush.
‘But you have been to parties/conferences—you’re a public speaker!’ True. ‘I’ve seen you—you are confident and fun!’ Incorrect. You have not seen me, but my shield/mask. I have to live in this world and work in it; I have developed professional coping methods. That’s ‘work me’
If you’ve ever seen me, as myself, at a large gathering, I’m somewhere in the back where I can see everyone and not interact unless forced to. If I find myself engaged and can’t run or work up the shield in time, I usually panic and talk about dinosaurs. And it *is* panic.
I do not experience stage fright when I’m *on* stage (I’m in control, the content is mine.) I do experience stage fright at the reception afterwards—the sweats, shakes, nerves. I leave early. I spend hours wondering if I ‘passed’ & second-guessing my interactions: #introvert
There are loads of us, too. More than you would think. (You just don’t see roving bands of #introverts because—well. Because.) Fun is cancelling plans and staying in to read with the cat. Or going out, but as a free agent, to people-watch without meeting up or interacting much.
It’s not that we dislike people, or that we don’t want to hang w/friends. We do. But there are so many social expectations/pressures: if you go ‘with’ people, you feel trapped and unable to excuse yourself early. We love our friends! But to enjoy it, we prefer small & intimate
I like being me. I’m not bothered by my introversion. If you’re an #introvert you are not broken. You don’t need to take classes to improve your sociability; you don’t need to ‘just get out more.’ You’re perfectly fine as you are. ❤️
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One of the earliest fights for rights of #homosexuals/ #transgender was engaged by Magnus Hirschfeld, a Jewish doctor in Berlin, 1900-1930s. At the time, the term for what we consider ‘pedophiles’ was ‘pederasts.’ Conservative moralists would accuse any homosexual of pederasty.
They called homosexuals ‘immoral’ or ‘pathological.’ Hirschfeld explained homosexuality as an in-born natural condition. But Germany was deeply invested in culture of Männerbund and misogynistic masculinist rhetoric, which increasingly associated with nationalist sentiments.
Since yesterday’s tweet (where I broke down a scientific study JK Rowling posted about blood/sex/gender), I’ve seen the argument that ‘sex is real’ because of chromosomes used to support anti- #transgender rhetoric. So today I’m sharing some biology in support of #TransRights
Let’s consider chromosomes first. The anti-trans argument says XX is female/woman and XY is male/man. That’s the gender binary. But biology isn’t binary—it’s messy. You can be born XXY or XYY. You may be born with aspects of both sexes along a spectrum. It’s also true for animals
A true XXY, what we call Klinefelter syndrome (47 chromosomes). 64% of those with the condition are never diagnosed (Jeannie Visootsak, MD, MSc 2014) and most who are only notice in puberty. About 1 in 500 are born with XXY. Now, XYY occurs in about 1 in 1000.
JK Rowling is up here suggesting blood is gendered and you have to get transfusion from the same bio sex you were assigned at birth (supporting her anti #transgender rhetoric) Before the blow up, some key information regarding the study she refers to—let’s get the facts 1/
There was a study. But: “The American Red Cross and the researchers themselves were quick to say the study is not definitive enough” and “three teams were from different countries, used different data sets and all had slightly different findings.” So what were the findings? 2/
The study suggested there may be a 2% decrease in how long a chromosomally male patient lives after cardiac arrest transfusion from a person who had been pregnant. (Loss: about one year of extra life) But the study was limited, using different data set. What would prove it? 2/
I’m about to share a strange story: I once curated a portion of the med history museum, using it to follow the history of midwifery, gynecology, and birth generally. The strangest device was a cloth covered pair of legs that opened into a pregnant womb—with cloth fetus. #history
1/ Now, this model had supposedly belonged to a student of Madame du Coudray, 18th c French midwife. I’d seen the originals in Rouen with some of my then-students; they are startling. Plush. Big squishy wombs. And that’s how she taught midwives—in France, midwives were women. But
2/ In 18th c England, men were taking over the practice often maligning women midwives as incompetent—they didn’t go to school, after all, and man midwives had a 14 week course! (What would women know about birth anyway, right?) they also wanted a model; they knew about Coudray
‘What is it like to do #book research’ —a historian’s thread about the perils and joys of the archive. 1/ I am in Berlin almost exclusively because of a single document. It exists in only one place: Humboldt U rare books. It has not been digitized. Thus, I took a flight.
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Arrived at the library today. I’d been warned I just pre-register and have a covid test, bring vaccines. No problem. Brandy rocks up to the check in with her nihilist Matrix black suit and is ready to rock. Like many archives, you are prohibited from being in outside bags.
3/ You usually are assigned a locker. You can bring your phone and PC. Except this library required you to have your own lock. I can buy one on site! Oh. Only with coins. No card or paper cash. I go in search of cash of the coin variety. Done. Lock acquired.
Then it goes wrong.