Posts by Emma Hart
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LOL Thanks span. On a random blog post of mine:
Female Score: 628
Male Score: 698The Gender Genie thinks the author of this passage is: male!
But given the, at, it, a, is, to, and are all come out Masculine, I do wonder how you get a feminine score.
Heheheh, I said 'feminine score'.
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When I was natting round the blogosphere under a pseud (Ghet), I was ALWAYS counted as male, including by female bloggers and commenters, unless I'd made it obvious I wasn't. Which I do fairly often.
I've never in my life assessed myself as an XXer, or seen myself as female before anything else. I tend to think like a man and most of my friends are male. I have good spacial sense, I can add columns of numbers, and I'm shit at casual conversation and empathy and stuff. If I need to walk somewhere by myself at night, I just damn well do it.
If you look at non-pol blogging, you'll see women everywhere. Xanga and Livejournal are infested with women talking about their kids and their cats, their jobs and their friends. Any explanation of why they don't turn up on pol-blogs needs to account for that.
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Cheers, Heather, it was really interesting to see how that compares with NZSL number signs.
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Isn't it the French that use base 60?
Only briefly. So, seventy-nine is sixty-nineteen, but then eighty-five is four twenties and five. I think they just make shit up, honestly.
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But as a kid who consistently mispronounced words I'd read but never heard- and suffering some embarrassment for this- I wonder how his classmates reacted when he said "ninety-eight, glockenspiel, one hundred."
It was worse than that, it was 'ninety eight, ninety-nine, glockenspiel, glockenspiel-and-one... six glockenspiel and forty-two..."
But we did clear it up well before the poor chap started school. And we were honest with him when he asked us stuff like 'what's a bardiche?' Y'know, important stuff. But yes, it was about developing our children's critical faculties. Honest.
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Our son clicked when we let the kids watch Gremlins a couple of years ago, and the girl tells the story about her father's death which ends with 'and that's how I found out there was no Santa Claus'.
He already has a reasonable level of suspicion of us, though, after we raised him to believe that the number after 99 was called 'glockenspeil'. One day he's going to find out we swapped the words 'kumquat' and 'wombat' on him.
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sigh... where were you emma, old friend.
a raleigh-20 riding gf would have been just my cup of tea.
Probably being introduced to the works of Robert Heinlein by a scruffy-looking bf who used to wear out the soles of his nomads because his cobbled-together bicycle had no brakes.
But that was 1987, so possibly 'in primary school'.
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i had nomads. brown. grubby. no shirt tucked in. on a bike made of stolen parts.
none of this made me any less of an awkward geek.
being het was worthless because girls don't like geeks.
Sounds just like one of my high school boyfriends.
<Quote>Emma, you reacted against the feminie (no cross bar!) </quote>
Pegged! When I was thirteen I bought myself my very own ten-speed - a blue World Rider (they made them in Geraldine!) with, yes, a CROSS BAR. Slipping off the pedals while standing up was not recommended.
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Emma, i think it was the Choppers that made your brothers naughty, thus necessitating their smacking. the sombre Raliegh 20 on the other hand clearly made you a good child. it's all in The Book.
OTOH, my brothers did all turn out to be straight Christians, two things I failed abysmally at. Now, was it the pansy liberal up-bringing, or the bike?
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Well, my kids (11 and ten-yesterday) are opposed to smacking children, oddly. Also, y'know, they don't get taken out of school to go to protests... They also don't like the way the smacking debate makes Mummy yell at the television.
They've never been smacked and I was never smacked as a child, although my brothers were. Though they all got choppers and I got a Raleigh Twenty, so maybe it evens out.