…you’re sexist.
If you’re the sort of gentleman who holds the door open for a lady – or the sort of woman who expects him to – then be warned.
Such acts of chivalry may actually be ‘benevolent sexism’ in disguise, according to researchers.
Experts say this type of sexism is harder to spot than the ‘hostile sexism’ we are more familiar with – because it often masquerades as gallantry. It is typified by paternal and protective behaviour, from encouraging smiles to holding doors open. […]
Professor Judith Hall, of Northeastern University in Boston, said: ‘Benevolent sexism is like a wolf in sheep’s clothing that perpetuates support for gender inequality among women.
‘These supposed gestures of good faith may entice women to accept the status quo in society because sexism literally looks welcoming, appealing and harmless.’ […]
Examples of hostile sexism included agreeing that women tend to exaggerate problems at work, while someone who is benevolently sexist will believe women should be rescued before men from a sinking ship.
They found men whose answers led to them being classed as benevolently sexist smiled more while playing the quiz game and chatting.
They were more patient while waiting for their female partners to answer the trivia questions and warmer, friendlier and chattier than those who were hostile sexists.
Writing in the journal Sex Roles, the researchers said that while such behaviour may be well-intentioned, this doesn’t mean it isn’t harmful. […]
Study co-author Jin Goh said: ‘Benevolent sexist men hold women in high regard and are willing to sacrifice themselves to save and protect women.
However, benevolent sexist men perceive women as the weaker gender at the same time.
‘Unless sexism is understood as having both hostile and benevolent properties, the insidious nature of benevolent sexism will continue to be one of the driving forces behind gender inequality in our society.’
Just as no good deed goes unpunished, so, too, the doers of good deeds have their motives impugned if they belong to one of the Left’s out-groups. Pro-Israel Christians? Secretly hoping for the End Times and the destruction of Jews. Koch Brothers or Romney’s charitable causes? Purely tax dodges. They secretly eat the poor.
No surprise then that Professor Judy finds notorious meaning in holding doors open or smiling.
Yet, another female supremacist in academia dedicated to destroying any intimate heterosexual relationship under the guise of “scholarship.”
I wonder if the parents of students at Northeastern University shelling out $43,440 in tuition know what they are getting for their money.
I’m glad to say I’m completely egalitarian when it comes to being courteous in public. That is, I don’t do a genitalia check before holding a door for someone or saying things like “please” and “thank you.”
bitches is just gonna have to learn to cope
Somebody tell those researchers I’m still waiting for my sandwich.
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pb&j with the crusts cut off
Greetings, happyfeet: ( @ March 12, 2015 at 9:15 am )
Have you tried crunchy peanut butter on toasted Sun-Maid raisin bread with a couple of dusting of cinnamon and extra Sun-Maid raisins sandwich-wise ???
Greetings:
Now back to our previously scheduled topic.
You see, this is exactly why I restrict all my bestowments of oppressive white male chivalry to/on lady lesbians. And, thankfully, I’m still serving my deportation to the San Francisco Bay area residing several soviets south of what the locals, for some arcane reason, insist on calling “The City” with two capital letters no less, so there’s no chance, absent our defeated Japanese capitalist brothers sending us one of their tsunamis of biblical proportions, of me ever running out of plenty of targets of opportunity, if you get my drift.
It’s that fleeting look of “Doesn’t this oppressive white male inflictor realize that I’m a totally committed, sartorially, tonsurially, and otherwise, and very “au courant”, out there female homosexual ???” that I find so absolutely rewarding albeit in a somewhat dysfunctional way.
But then, speaking of dysfunctions …
Merely in amusement, or taken simply as a passing marvel, one might wonder briefly when it was that such terms as “researcher” or “expert” became commonplace synecdoches for moron? Could be that a hidden or underlying scientism had something to do with that, I guess, if isms are the question. But neither would we expect those who suffer such a thing to discover it in themselves.
Something completely different.
or is it simply that they have ran out of stuff to write about?
Exactly.
You’ve already plenty of crust.
From Twitter:
Physics Geek ?@physicsgeek
Holding the door open for a woman makes me sexist? If I don’t, I’m an asshole. Which to choose… http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencetech/article-2988310/How-smile-reveals-man-s-SEXIST-Beliefs-women-betrayed-facial-expressions-claims-study.html
proteinwisdom ?@proteinwisdom
.@physicsgeek Go with the one that will cause ugly indignant women to hate you most.
Physics Geek ?@physicsgeek
@proteinwisdom I see that you’ve hit on my most likely response to that attitude.
“Benevolent sexism?”
Oh, do kindly shove off, you useless hint.
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I’m going to take a different tack, and agree with the author, at least in part.
Of course it’s sexism, you useless bint. And if you want less of the bad kind of sexism, then you should encourage more of the “benevolent” stripe.
At this point, I would normally link a Glen Reynolds’ linked sad tragedy in which women and children were the hardest hit, literally, because, as Glen would have pithily observed, the old rules of chivalry, like they practiced on the Titanic, no longer apply.
But that takes too long.
oh,
I was ripping rivers with
my river ripping rig
And a river ripping rig
is
mighty
honking
big
Yes I was ripping rivers
with my river ripping rig,
‘Till I spied a sorry sight upon the shore.
A sorry sight? Oh aye
Upon the shore? Upon the shore
T’was such a sorry sight I saw
I’ll rip rivers no more.
Carol Burnett rerun: Parody of Kung Fu.
In the David Carradine role: Jim Nabors.
In character.
Genius.
“Everybody was Kung Fu fighting,” or not.
Judy, Are You Kidding?
11 i actually made a bet to where i wouldn’t eat peabnut bubber all year
so far so good the closest i got so far were a couple protein bars that weren’t even close really, but it’s been really hard though
that stuff is everywhere
right now i’m trying to be super-good to where i can have a big boy slice of hummingbird cake from this one bakery downtown
The nuns taught me to hold the door open for ladies. Nuns. If some bitchy hosebeast gets upset with me for holding the door for them, they can take it up with the nuns. Who are, if I recall correctly, mostly women. Because when I die, no matter which way I go, I will probably meet one or two nuns, and those bitches are vindictive.
Sorry, gave up booze for Lent. A side effect is that I also gave up most of my patience.
after people become nuns they only wanna hang out with their nun friends so if you have a friend what wants to be a nun don’t get too invested
i actually made a bet to where i wouldn’t eat peabnut bubber all year
Is that a self-mastery thing or does PB have an adverse affect on you?
As for holding open doors: The male of the species is naturally stronger and more aggressive than the female. The male can be either protective of females or predatory towards them.
The man who shows deference to women by opening doors is demonstrating that he’s not a predator.
Our coddled lifestyle has obscured how dangerous the world has largely been for women and why civilized males have devised codes and behaviors to protect women from predatory males.
In our office-cubicle society, women can fend for themselves (as I do). In wilder places (including the Zombie Apocalypse), not so much.
Spoiled Americans, all…
Greetings:
Now wait just a gosh darned minute. As the beneficiary of 13 years of Catholic education (with n do-overs), I may tolerate the a bit of disparagement of the good Sisters but, If it’s going to be a pile-on, a retributive response is almost guaranteed.
My first eight years of Catholic education were under the tutelage of the some say inappropriately named Sisters of Mercy which counted among its members Sister Mary Robert, the largest nun in the known world, Sister Mary Andrew, forget her right, she’s a lefty, and Sister Frances de Chantal, the inventrix of subtract 13 from 5000 all the way down and a proven six-year co-conspirator in the infliction of my maternally-mandated piano lessons.
Without the contributions of these obvious lovers of God, other perhaps no so much, there is no doubt in my mind that I would never have come up with the grammar school interrogatory that established my reputation throughout the Catholic parishes of the Bronx of the ’50s and ’60s, to wit, “Well, Sister, is this going to be a one-parent problem or two ???”
Our coddled lifestyle has obscured how dangerous the world has largely been for women and why civilized males have devised codes and behaviors to protect women from predatory males.
I was reminded yesterday that Anne Frank — a terrifying monster of a human being, you see — died sometime early in this month of March in a camp in Germany exactly 70 years ago.
after people become nuns they only wanna hang out with their nun friends so if you have a friend what wants to be a nun don’t get too invested
My mother’s best friend entered the convent but left, because, and I shit you not this is the reason my mother always gave us, “All the kneeling was making her legs fat.”
Related nuns (cousins and great-aunts) were always sweet and my high school nuns were wonderful, but my grade-school nuns were nightmares and we gave them supervillan names… Froggy, Hammerhead, the Steamroller, etc… it’s a wonder I didn’t turn into one of those “I spent two years at Catholic School and now I’m an anti-Catholic Atheist LGBT Activist” assholes. They almost always turn out to be women too, and that pisses me off, because the nuns looooved the girls. For no reason but nice handwriting and the fact that they never needed to get stiches in the middle of the day. (Our playground was a parking lot surrounded by a chain link fence with razor wire on top).
Regardless, I’m holding the door. Because I know.. I know that if I don’t someone’s going to bitchslap me with their giant key ring.
i had a problem with peabnut bubber
especially in pie form and smoothies, but also right out of the jar
it’s a southern white trash thang
my new thing is avocado smoothies from this thai place near me
Mr. cookies that would be so cool to have nun relatives
mama and daddy was lutherans
I shall endeavor not to have a similar problem with Scotch.
Similar, that is, to the one Robert Hays had in Airplane.
I need to start making sure doors are fully closed before any woman tries to walk through one and if anyone protests I’ll put my hands on my hips and say “Nope. You can do it all on your own. This is the new ideal of etiquette! Empowerment!” Until the police shoot me to protect the public.
I’m still re-arguing in my head a minor altercation from years ago. Failed to hold a door open for a dude in his 30s, who really thought I should have, and went on about it for a good 30 seconds.
At the time, I think I offered a witty response along the lines of “go fuck yourself.”
In the Augmented Reality version, I say something like, “Oh, I’m terribly sorry! I hadn’t realized that you were a woman, a child, or an old person. I wouldn’t dream of insulting a fellow adult man by unnecessarily holding a door open for him. Thank god you managed to make it inside this store all by yourself!”
Though granted, the at-the-time response had the advantage of not getting me punched in the face, so being slow-witted has it’s occasional advantage.