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Nov 2012
When he looked at her,
all he saw
was She,
She.
Anatomy as definition.
When she rose up
and the world saw Her,
all the world asked
wanted to know
were Her questions
and anatomically
related probes.
They saw Her, like he did.
And when he rose up,
the world saw him
they clamored to know
his accomplishments
his strategies
his stances
but nothing about Him.
There were no His questions.
Just questions.
Because he was a person, not He,
and she was not;
she was She.
I can't stand the way that people assume biological *** defines one's character and potential.  Men are people, and women are women with the way that our world views the sexes.  An illustration of this, and one of my biggest peeves, is what I read in interviews with powerful businesswomen.  They inevitably get asked the "work-life balance" question, and it is extremely rare to see that question asked of a businessman.  Implicitly, this assumes that women's first priorities must be "life" (ie, the home and family), whereas a man's lie with work.  Women are also subject to a million questions about their competency and level of commitment that men are virtually never asked when they ascend to a prominent position.  It is simply assumed that the men will handle their new responsibilities without difficulty, regardless of whether or not they have familial obligations.  I could go on about this further, but this is not the place for extended essays on the subject.
Isoindoline
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