I’ve been doing some reading over at Twisty’s place this afternoon, and, you know, it’s the usual patriarchy-blaming that helps raise your blood pressure. I do admire Twisty’s way with a phrase.
Then I came across this post. And it was more than the blood pressure; I wanted to scream in frustration and anger. A precocious 9-year-old girl who’s taking classes at a high school, and who has been “singing over her chemistry equations”. But then, in an ill-considered move, she turned 10, which apparently was equivalent to posting a sign on her back that read “All males may feel free to sexually harass me at any time.”
And what help did mom get from the school authorities?
Guess what the counselors’ responses were. “But she’s sooo cute!” “She’s adorable.” “Wow! She’s a heartbreaker.”
So, if you’re “cute”, you asked for it? A frigging heartbreaker at age 10? That counselor’s shoes need a good, long, chunky puking.
You also have to admire the aspect of the story where the educational rights of the one older boy with Asperger’s who can’t quit breathing down her neck must be respected, but her rights not to be sexually harassed in an educational setting are non-existent. Well, she’s cute, so what did she expect? Maybe this is why there’s such a strong myth that hot women don’t do science; the pervy boys and men are so busy hounding them, they can’t hear the singing over the chemistry equations.