You know what’s one of my least favorite sexist tricks (aside from all of them, I mean)? The division of every single thing in life into not-so-arbitrary pink and blue gender boxes. Actually, if it were arbitrary, it might be kind of fun, but the way it usually works is that all the good stuff goes in the blue box, and women get stuck with the refuse, the remainder, the dyed pink and sugar coated offal. So, men get to have opinions and clothes cut for human beings and baseball and ambitions and, I don’t know, orgasms, and women get tiny bodycon skirts and sweetness and You Go Gurrrlfraaand!
And if you dare to mosey over to the blue box and start helping yourself–how agressive! How masculine! How transgressive. The benign chauvinists will pat you on the head for being different from other girls, almost as good a boy, and the conservative trolls will shake their heads and sigh. How sad, they will say, that feminists are so afraid of femininity and the magic of womanhood. How desperately they want to be men.
Umm no. I really don’t want to be a man at all. I just want some of the cool stuff that the world seems to think is the male birthright.
Nowhere is this more apparent and nowhere is this more pernicious than with alcohol. Don Draper has scotch for lunch, and what do women get?
And then there are the cosmos and the chocolate martinis and the vodka-and-stevias (Ok, I made that one up), which have, I am afraid, mostly spooked me off cockatils. If I’m not drinking beer, I’m usually drinking something amber in a shot glass or tumbler–sure, sometimes I’ll suddenly realize that my drinking habits are acceptable for neither the company nor the venue, and I’ll have what he’s having, but my heart’s not in it. I realize though, that this is an irrational fear, and that I need to get over it if I want to become an elegant and savvy woman who occasionally says witty things over sophisticated drinks.
This (courtesy of JOB over at Korrektiv) seems like something of a start. But only a start. Maybe we can compile a Cocktails for Grownups list and make a page for it–anyone care to share any favorites?