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Apr. 9th, 2007 10:04 pmone of the classes I am taking this semester is a Career and Life Planning class which is about as touchy feely and dull as it sounds (though there are some awesome things I am learning about statistics, so that almost makes up for it), and today we reached the portion on Diversity in the Workplace.
...ahahahahahaha.
Um. Y'all, I dunno if I actually mentioned this? But one of my many hats at the office where I work is as a diversity *trainer*. I get to teach sensitivity training! (which pretty much consists of me going: "Look, this entire class can be summed up with: Be Excellent to One Another. So don't be di--. ass--. Don't be jerks, okay? And cut it with the gay jokes.")
Anyway, we got to gender roles and equality and blah blah feminist cakes, and I -- who have remained damn near silent in class until this point, except for the day I had to present the Box O' Me-ness and rambled on about Princess Leia and Superman and How They Are Excellent Symbols of My Values (no! really!) -- just could not shut up. All of the stuff I have been biting back here (no! really!) so as not to Harsh On Another Fan's Buzz or to Piss On Their Cheerios/Parade or just because I am deeply afraid that if I say half the things I am thinking, I will get into a fight that I don't have the energy for anymore, all of that just came out and I ranted for like, a solid ten minutes on the necessity of diversity training, cultural perceptions of gender roles, and how unconscious prejudices are still prejudices even if you're not advocating that women should go back to the kitchens pregnant and barefoot or stringing up your neighbor on the nearest tree and burning crosses on their lawns just 'cause they've got more melanin than you. Also I talked about women's sports a lot (thank you![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sexonastick and annavtree).
of course, the woman after me said that she didn't understand why women weren't just content to be women and to take a supportive role behind the scenes and why did they have to come in and want to do all the things men do? Then I made her head explode with the power of my indignant rage.
Okay, maybe not that last part, but apparently I was *visibly* outraged enough that the two guys next to me, a girl across the aisle, and the little gay dude in front of me all turned around to see if I was going to leap across the room and bludgeon her to death with her own stupidity.
...ahahahahahaha.
Um. Y'all, I dunno if I actually mentioned this? But one of my many hats at the office where I work is as a diversity *trainer*. I get to teach sensitivity training! (which pretty much consists of me going: "Look, this entire class can be summed up with: Be Excellent to One Another. So don't be di--. ass--. Don't be jerks, okay? And cut it with the gay jokes.")
Anyway, we got to gender roles and equality and blah blah feminist cakes, and I -- who have remained damn near silent in class until this point, except for the day I had to present the Box O' Me-ness and rambled on about Princess Leia and Superman and How They Are Excellent Symbols of My Values (no! really!) -- just could not shut up. All of the stuff I have been biting back here (no! really!) so as not to Harsh On Another Fan's Buzz or to Piss On Their Cheerios/Parade or just because I am deeply afraid that if I say half the things I am thinking, I will get into a fight that I don't have the energy for anymore, all of that just came out and I ranted for like, a solid ten minutes on the necessity of diversity training, cultural perceptions of gender roles, and how unconscious prejudices are still prejudices even if you're not advocating that women should go back to the kitchens pregnant and barefoot or stringing up your neighbor on the nearest tree and burning crosses on their lawns just 'cause they've got more melanin than you. Also I talked about women's sports a lot (thank you
sexonastick and annavtree).of course, the woman after me said that she didn't understand why women weren't just content to be women and to take a supportive role behind the scenes and why did they have to come in and want to do all the things men do? Then I made her head explode with the power of my indignant rage.
Okay, maybe not that last part, but apparently I was *visibly* outraged enough that the two guys next to me, a girl across the aisle, and the little gay dude in front of me all turned around to see if I was going to leap across the room and bludgeon her to death with her own stupidity.