Oh dear, I wasn't trying to prove anything and I didn't really have you
in mind...it's a story I tell often because my mother was so convinced
that the old stereotypes were still valid and that I was a lost cause,
which I never believed. :) And I think it's amusing when I look back and
see how desperate she was to make a proper lady out of me at the same
time it was going out of vogue. The times were changing, but she didn't
get it.
I probably didn't put enough smileys in there, it didn't come off the
same way it does in my head, which is fond amusement.
On 8/14/18 4:25 PM, Richmond Mathewson via use-livecode wrote:
Dear Jacque,
I was appealing to the male contributors to this Use-List.
As a man who won prizes for sewing, cooking, flower-arranging, woodwork
and was a Sergeant in the school Cadet Force I am the last person to
have any
truck with daft social stereotypes.
I am aware as the next person who has their head reasonably well screwed
on that
there are male, female and in-between "Paris Hiltons".
You do not need to prove to me how "butch" you were; any more than my
football teacher had to
start calling me a "pansy" when he found me making daisy chains round
the back of the goal
while other boys managed to score 3 goals because I wasn't there.
Love, Richmond.
On 15/8/2018 12:04 am, J. Landman Gay via use-livecode wrote:
On 8/14/18 11:26 AM, Richmond Mathewson via use-livecode wrote:
That's why I'm saving up for a Petticoat 5
A brief diversion:
I have always hated pink since I can remember. I climbed trees and
read books up there as soon as I was able.
When I was some high 1-digit age, I asked for a chemistry set for my
birthday. My mom was shocked, didn't I want a nice doll? No, I wanted
a chemistry set. I got one, but was disappointed that the most
advanced thing it would do was write with "invisible ink" made from
lemon juice. I wanted to blow up the bathroom.
When I was approaching puberty I asked for a Kenner Girder and Panel
set. This was a bunch of preformed, snap-together plastic pieces that
allowed you to construct buildings and skyscrapters. My mom was
appalled. Wouldn't a nice play kitchen be better? No, it wouldn't.
When I went to college my mom nagged me constantly to wear more
makeup, paint my eyes like a boll weevil, and "do something with your
hair," preferably helmet hair. She kept telling me that was the only
way to catch a man. I told her I didn't want to catch one, I wanted to
find one who liked me for how I was. She was positive I would never
marry. But I did, and we still are, and my sister who wore more makeup
masks and slept in beer-can rollers is on her third husband.
I would never buy a girlie computer. Besides, I've never in my life
had long fingernails.
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