I love that article.
One of my brothers, when he was about six, wanted to be a princess for Halloween. My mom didn't see a problem with it at all, it's what he wanted to be. He was so happy. I don't remember anyone giving him a hard time about it at all. Turns out, he is gay, but I somehow doubt that his donning of a dress one Halloween as a child turned him that way.
Now I'm sure no one would blink an eye about a girl dressing up as a male character. So is it because:
a.) Woman wear pants all the time, while men only wear skirts if they are called kilts.
b.) Women don't have penises so they aren't that important.
c.) Two women kissing each other is hot, while two men kissing each other is icky.
d.) Volkswagen already sells enough cars, while Subaru and Volvo would benefit from greater market share.
e.) Cross dressing doesn't turn girls gay, hating men turns girls gay. Dressing like a man isn't the same as hating a man.
f.) All of the above.
I do love my liberal bubble sometimes - one of the boys in D's preschool was a fairy princess for Halloween and nobody said a word other than "what a beautiful costume!"
Also, I should not have read the original post because crying at work = NOT COOL. Frelling pregnancy hormones.
I'm sure I've mentioned this before. My sister wanted to be Vanessa Huxtable. Totally uncomfortable.
Those twins are amazing. I'm totes going to share that with my students today. Thanks, tommyrot.
The whole issue of fact-free discourse reminds me of that SNL skit with Chris Farley narrating the history of WWII as recalled by average citizens. Complete with alien space ships, of course.
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I know what you mean, Jessica. My son wore a skirt to preschool several times. As in not a costume, just what he wore that day. No one ever said boo about it.
My son wore a skirt to preschool several times.
I can't imagine the distress that would cause here. Of course our school district never showed Obama's address to school children either; not even with parental consent.
My sister wanted to be Vanessa Huxtable. Totally uncomfortable.
How old was she? I can't imagine how to have that conversation under a certain age. There are bubbles you don't want to pop, but you just can't let stuff happen.
"why didn't he dress as Velma?"
Because Daphne is HAWT. The kids can see lengthy Scooby movies on Netflix. The girl -pointing to Daphne-I want to be "that" one. The boy hasn't asked to dress up like a princess, but he likely hears enough mutterings thanks to having two moms in the primary household.
ION--chili feed at work today. YUM. Though I could have done without the ton of tomato chunks in the second bowl.