Posts tagged ‘Women’
I wrote a piece on the history of women in the military that argued for the inclusion of women in the draft and allowing women to be in combat positions. Typically, this piece was flagged by some of the manosphere guys who want to point out that:
1) Most men are stronger than most women. Really. I hadn’t noticed.
2) Most men are faster than most women. You don’t say.
3) Women in wartime can be raped and tortured. So can men, but no one thinks about that.
4) Current physical fitness tests for men and women in the military are not equal. Women are spotted an advantage, in other words.
5) Therefore, women should not be in combat situations in the military.
Wow. That’s really sound rhetoric. I mean, I can absolutely see why you would have to come to that logical conclusion. Excuse me. My tongue is stuck in my cheek. That’s really painful.
Dalrock, in a piece meant to refute mine, mentions an anecdote of a young female Marine who was beaten to death in a bar fight. This is supposedly an example of why women shouldn’t serve in combat positions in the military. It’s a sad story, but the young woman didn’t die because she was ill prepared for military combat. She died because she was stupid enough to pick a bar fight with men who were larger, stronger and faster than her.
No doubt, alcohol affected this woman’s judgment, but even most men know better. Every once in a while some smaller, weaker man with a few beers under his belt decides to pick a fight with someone twice his size, and every so often that man beats him to death. But those deaths can’t be used as an “example” to keep women in line. That’s just the story of another bar fight gone bad.
There is absolutely no reason why women can’t serve in the military in combat situations. It’s happened before. It will happen again. I’m not about relaxing physical fitness requirements. I’m about making them fair. Push ups, pull ups and sit ups are ways of measuring a person’s strength against his or her own body weight. Any woman in the military should be able to do just as many as a man can.
Let’s make the requirement for lifting, instead of being arbitrarily based on a certain weight requirement, fixed on some reasonable amount based on the person’s size. In addition, if lifting a particular object is required for a particular military job, then don’t allow anyone of either gender who can’t lift the object or its equivalent weight have that particular job in the military. It’s just that simple.
I have a friend who has a son in the military. This kid is 21 or so. He’s only 5’ tall at best, and I’d be really surprised if he weighs more than 130 pounds. He meets the physical fitness requirements for men in the Army. If he can do it, then it’s possible for most women who put forth an effort to meet most of the same requirements, with the possible exception of upper body strength.
One thing that’s frequently mentioned for why women can’t serve in combat positions, and this one’s my favorite: she won’t be able to carry out her buddy if he’s wounded. Who says her buddy is a he, if women are allowed in combat? And do I really think my friend’s son could lift out a 6’ tall, 270 pound man? Maybe, but not for long. However, I think even fat out of shape me could fireman carry his tiny ass for a little ways. Conversely, if a woman is injured, because she’s lighter, then she’s easier to carry out. But the manosphere doesn’t see things like that, because they don’t want to do so.
I’m not the only one who thinks that women should be allowed to serve in the military, and in any capacity that they choose. Take a look at the links for actual intelligent information on the subject of women in combat:
Over the weekend one of the Mr. Brewsters developed a bleeding ulcer. It affected an artery, and he was vomiting up blood and bleeding internally. He had to be rushed to the hospital and have a blood transfusion. I visited him on Tuesday night. He’s doing fine now, home recuperating, but that was a close call.
I have a lot of experience in hospitals. My mother went to nursing school when I was growing up, and she works as a nurse now. We would frequently meet my mother in the hospital cafeteria for dinner when she worked the evening shift.
When I was in high school we were on one of these excursions when I actually saw someone I knew from school. It was a girl that I hadn’t seen in a while but hadn’t noticed was missing (it was a very large school). She was also eating in the hospital cafeteria. But this wasn’t because her mother was a nurse. It was because she was in the home for unwed mothers attached to the hospital.
Even in the 1980s apparently girls were spirited away when they got in the family way. God forbid that we see them walking our halls. The girl eventually came back to school after she had her baby, and I never said anything about it. I didn’t know if other people knew or if a story had been made up about her going to visit some ailing aunt, and it wasn’t any of my business. But I remember thinking that it would be bad enough to get pregnant and have to give up your baby without also having to miss a year of school. I wondered why they didn’t have a home for unwed fathers and make them skip out on a semester or two.
Last week Solomon II made a comment that went something like this: I don’t get this thing with women’s rights. Name me one thing that you can’t do. Basically, he was saying that we have equal opportunity and that if women aren’t politicians or engineers or business leaders, then that just must be because we’re not doing the work involved.
This is the lame assed argument of a brain dead, entitled man. I say lame assed instead of lame brained because his head is obviously up his ass. It’s like saying that a black man in 1880 had equal opportunity. Well, he had the right to vote, didn’t he? He can run for President. Why doesn’t he? That argument is nothing short of imbecilic.
Sure, technically he can run for President, but if the overwhelming majority of Americans are white and bigoted, and the overwhelming majority of African Americans are poor, then who’s going to vote for him and where will he get the campaign contributions he needs? Hmm. Good question. Never thought of that. But the black man had “equal opportunity.”
We’ve come a long way, baby. We have an African American President, and women run for President. The sad fact is, though, that we’re not there yet. No one, hopefully, with any good sense, would argue that racism and sexism no longer exist. You only have to open your eyes on a daily basis to see it in action. The problem is that guys like Solomon II only see what they want to see. It’s backlash. We gain six inches toward that meet you halfway goal, and they want to take back a mile.
Women are 51% of the population in the United States. There is absolutely no significant difference in intelligence quotient scores for men versus women.
So, riddle me this, Batman.
How come women wear engagement rings but men do not?
How come men ask for a woman’s hand in marriage but women don’t ask the man’s family for the same permission?
How come women make only 76.5 cents for every dollar a man makes?
How come the United States still hasn’t had a female President?
How come there are only three women on the United States Supreme Court?
How come 17 out of every 100 United States Senators are female?
Why are women expected to take their husband’s name and children take their father’s name while women’s last names are deemed expendable?
Why are only 40% of middle managers women?
Why are one in six women the victims of sexual abuse within their lifetimes when only one in thirty-three men are sexually assaulted? What accounts for this discrepancy?
Is the explanation for all this inequality and heinous treatment just that women are lazy and lack ambition? Maybe we should ask that lazy black man from 1880 who didn’t run for President. Darn, he’s dead now. I think it’s because someone dragged him in chains from the bumper of his truck after they kidnapped him while he was on his way to the polls to vote. Something tells me that someone was not a woman.
When I was a kid I used to think that it was funny that unmarried women of a certain age were called old maids. So was a kid’s card game and, funnily enough, unpopped popcorn kernels. The unpopped popcorn kernels were a metaphor for something, I think.
I was humbled, humbled, I tell you, by the comments of one man named David, from the United Kingdom, on my blog yesterday. He reminded me that although the statistics seem to skew for men who are interested only in significantly younger women that not all men are that way. He himself prefers women closer to his own age. Or, at least, of the women he’s been dating lately, the one who was his favorite was a woman in her mid thirties, because he could relate to her. With the good men, the kind of man you might want to marry someday, personality will play a significant role.
I hesitate to mention the example of Ashton Kutcher and Demi Moore given their recent tabloid rumors – but Ashton and Demi. I mean, he did marry her. There’s a sixteen year age difference there. And there are certainly other examples somewhere besides fictional characters like Harold and Maude and even some where the woman is not the boy’s school teacher and the boy is not under age. Some men prefer older women or women closer to their own age.
All kidding aside, men generally prefer younger women because nature has made them that way, and shouldn’t we all thank the good Lord that it did. To produce healthy babies men have to mate with younger women, hence, the attraction. They’re made that way. They really, literally can’t help it.
We could talk about how that’s unfair all day long, the biological clock and all, but the plain fact of the matter is that one of a child’s parents should have a good chance of living until it reaches adulthood. Giving a woman a finite number of eggs and years in which to accomplish procreation seems designed to ensure that the kid is not just born but also raised by at least one loving parent.
So, I did a lot of reading on the internet yesterday, because David challenged me, on the chances of a woman’s marrying for the first time after the age of forty. And one thing I found out was that a Newsweek article from 1986 that said that college educated women over forty have a greater chance of being killed by terrorists than marrying for the first time is statistically unsound. Can you imagine? Shocking!
Eighty percent of all women are married by the age of forty. Of those women who remain unmarried, they have at least a 40% statistical probability of eventually marrying, maybe even better! And those statistics are probably not accounting for lesbians or for women who don’t even WANT to get married, for whatever reason.
In my reading I found advice for women over 40 who wish to marry for the first time. The advice, in a nutshell, is to relax your standards. Don’t relax them about everything, but about the stuff that’s frivolous, let it go. In other words, he should be kind and make you laugh but the full head of hair might be something you could compromise on.
Also, when a woman is in her teens and twenties she starts to put up many barriers to screen out unwanted suitors. After 40, it might be time to lower the drawbridge. Let down your guard a little. When you were younger and there were many, many unsuitable suitors it made sense to give the men some hurdles to jump. Now, not so much. Men are intimidated by them. They want a woman who’s approachable – another quality that the younger women have in spades because they don’t have the battle scars that come with dating over time. The approachable thing might take some work.
In my internet scouring I found many helpful articles and even a forum of a discussion on the subject that I’ve copied and pasted a link to below. I also copied and pasted the Wikipedia pages of famous women who were first married after the age of 40. Yes, these women all look 20 because they have the money for that personal chef and personal trainer and personal plastic surgeon, but “real” women get married after 40, too. I promise. I think I’ve even met some of them. In conclusion, I’m also pasting an inspirational song from YouTube to give you some motivation. So, if you’re a woman of a certain age and you want to be married, get out there and strut your stuff!
I am so pleased to report that this blog has received 46 hits today alone. And all I had to do was write a ridonkulously hyperbolic paragraph yesterday where I sarcastically threatened to kill myself because I’ve never given birth.
Seriously, I would never kill myself over something that silly. I realize that politicians feel that they have to fight dirty. It’s just so inappropriate to me. I think that mothers are very important people. What they do is valuable and should never be taken for granted. However, I would never cast aspersions on someone’s intelligence or competence because they are a mother, so I would expect that those women that are mothers would do me the same favor in reverse.
What Mary Fallin is doing is a cheap trick that sets back women’s rights. It might endear her to the more conservative voters in Oklahoma or to some women with children, but it hurts all women in the long run. She should be ashamed of herself.
On a personal note, I now have a job with a company that employs writers here in Austin, and I have an informational interview scheduled for lunch tomorrow with one of the members of the editorial department. It all happened by either divine providence or dumb luck, depending on what you believe. I know what I believe. God is good.