The Fluidic Space Between

I found this not long after the whole Pence and later the Fiene fiasco. Again, we’re looking at a damn good read; head over and check it out. But what really struck me was this:

This attitude claims that the sexes are separated by a chasm of strict gender roles. Women are the ones who possess “kindness, thoughtfulness, sensitivity, support… the feminine virtues” (to quote Pastor Heine), whereas men enjoy “yelling at football players through the television set and laughing at noxious flatulence”. But this superficially self-deprecating attempt at comedy conceals a deep-seated and vicious sexism that hurts both men and women.

It insists that men and women belong to non-overlapping spheres, and that neither sex possesses the attributes traditionally ascribed to the other. This holds back women in all the ways noted, but it also diminishes all our lives, men and women alike, by cutting us off from half of our potential friends. Instead of seeing people you meet as interesting and unique individuals and encouraging you to explore how their interests overlap with yours, this theology insists that everyone fits into one of two rigid and cramped boxes and that each gender has only one thing to offer the other. But if you truly don’t enjoy the things your gender is “supposed” to enjoy, then what do you do?

There is so much truth in this. Prime and I are perfect examples.

Prime is an admitted romantic. He’s seen movies that would bore me to tears–Pretty Woman, anyone?–willingly. While yours truly just wants the explosions and giant robots. We do not line up with Fiene’s idea of gender at all. When it comes to entertainment, my tastes run more to the masculine side, while Prime’s are more of a kick in the feels sort. I get a guffaw out of dumb jackassery. I’ll yell at the ump while in Miller Park. Prime’s far more refined. We are absolute opposites on this. We always have been and probably always will be.

You know what? That’s just fine. Because in our own crazy way, we work.

We are two different people but we also enjoy some of the same things. We have shared interests. We don’t fit in the sharply defined lines of male and female. Because we’re human. We both have different tastes but we also have things that we both love. Baseball, Transformers, Star Trek, among many other things.

Yes, we are different but we love each other. In the end, that’s all that matters. That should be all that matters, really. As to why that has to be so hard to understand, I’ll never know.

I love ya, Prime. You’re the light of my life and the pain in my skidplate and I wouldn’t trade you for anything. Don’t forget it. ❤

About Silverwynde

I'm a Transformers fan, Pokémon player, Brewers fan and all-out general nerd. I rescue abandoned Golett, collect as many Bumblebee decoys and figures as I can find and I've attended every BotCon--official and non--since 1999. I'm also happily married to a fellow Transfan named Prime and we were both owned by a very intelligent half-Siamese cat, who crossed the Rainbow Bridge on June 16, 2018. We still miss him. But we're now the acting staff of a Maine Coon kitty named Lulu, who pretty much rules the house. Not that we're complaining about that.
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