I don’t really have to defend it when dealing in contexts of interaction where I’m not judged based on my appearance. When talking over a medium where I’m not seen, such as text chat, or voice chat, or phone (my voice is slanted enough towards the feminine range that I’m often mistaken for my mother), when I say I’m a woman, everyone just seems to go along with it without questioning—except in communities that are supremely male-dominated and prejudiced enough to think that no woman would ever want to set foot there, in which case every woman gets skeptic trollposts, not just me.
I’ve even received my share of stereotypically sexist comments, like “Get sand out of your vagina” or “Is it that time of the month for you?” My conjecture is that those who say that seek assurance of their hasty generalizations of all women and ignore all evidence to the contrary. Perhaps they’d be surprised to learn what I actually have between my legs.
I don’t really have to defend it when dealing in contexts of interaction where I’m not judged based on my appearance. When talking over a medium where I’m not seen, such as text chat, or voice chat, or phone (my voice is slanted enough towards the feminine range that I’m often mistaken for my mother), when I say I’m a woman, everyone just seems to go along with it without questioning—except in communities that are supremely male-dominated and prejudiced enough to think that no woman would ever want to set foot there, in which case every woman gets skeptic trollposts, not just me.
I’ve even received my share of stereotypically sexist comments, like “Get sand out of your vagina” or “Is it that time of the month for you?” My conjecture is that those who say that seek assurance of their hasty generalizations of all women and ignore all evidence to the contrary. Perhaps they’d be surprised to learn what I actually have between my legs.
And thanks for your assuring words!