It’s a shirt
For days now, I have been reading piece after piece about this guy’s shirt. The latest from a magazine called “The Verge” has annoyed me immensely. [No, I will not link.] All it says to me is: we shall gloss over the instant and apparently earnest apology, because we had already written 400 words and need clickbait for our advertisers.
Of course, I do see the interconnectedness of it all. There are absolutely legitimate grievances against objectifying images. It is mind-boggling that nobody thought to stop him from appearing in something so tasteless. The equivalent of a titty calendar on the wall of the Rosetta offices is a symptom of the domination of sciences by men and, perhaps, a marginal contributor to its perpetuation. What is lacking is a sense of proportion. It seems to me that everything on social media has to be ERRMERRGERD THAT’S THE WORST THING THAT A HUMAN BEING DID EVER LOLZ.
“This is the sort of casual misogyny that stops women from entering certain scientific fields”, the piece claims.
Really? This idiot’s shirt does that? Not the fact that in countries with population representing more than two-thirds of the world educating girls is either frowned upon or illegal? Not the fact that we, as parents, buy girls pink plastic kitchens instead of chemistry sets to play with in our millions? Not the fact that university faculties are run by old grey men who overtly discriminate against female scientists?
No? It is this guy’s shirt? Wood. Trees. *searches The Verge for ANY article on female genital mutilation; finds none*
There are big ticket items and superficial stuff and I just get frustrated with keyboard warriors’ unerring ability to obsess about the latter while ignoring the former.