Had an impromptu session with Susan this morning and she ripped into me.
I told her about Stuart’s reasoning on Tuesday about Kylie’s husband’s affair and mentioned, quite casually, and that I was bored with listening to his manspeak. Well, that set her off. She told me she never wanted to hear me use that word again, unless I was intending to crawl back into my smug bubble with my other sexist friends. She said that using the word manspeak was a sure sign that either (a) I didn’t have enough intellect to follow and critique a man’s mildly complex train of reasoning or (b) I could follow his reasoning but couldn’t rebut it so, as its inevitable conclusions clashed with my established view of life, I chose to insult the speaker rather than address his arguments. She added that using the words manspeak or mansplaining is just impotent womanspeak. She said I needed to be better than that.
OK. Sorry. I thought she was on my side. These sessions are so confronting. Also, is manspeak misogynist even when it’s correct?
Then, on a curious note, Stuart announced today that from tomorrow the toilets are going to be bi-sexual. I didn’t even know that toilets had sex. I wonder if there are LGBTQ… toilets. Our toilets used to be just male and female (XY or XX). Now I can’t decide if I’d rather be a female or gender neutral. It depends on the circumstances, I suppose. Still taking my turn at getting rid of the cardboard boxes though.