Women's rights general conversations - Thread 8

[Kucinghitam]

Continuation of Thread 7.

There is so much excellent information and so many active discussions on FWR that I wondered if it would be useful to have a thread to sort of "cross-fertilise" between them - airing little thoughts or vignettes that wouldn't themselves merit their own thread, to highlight other posts/threads of particular interest or to point to notable developments on fast-moving threads so that casual observers know where to look.

(For example, "the X thread has meandered onto a fascinating discussion of Y" or "Poster P's amazing analysis on thread Z might have relevance to the scenario in thread W" or "Has anybody noticed this recurring theme that keeps coming up??" or even "Random bloke asked me to smile while I was choosing onions in the supermarket, grr"- that sort of thing).

And Adam Boulton should not have been on. He should not have been interviewed. The way the media support people whom they know personally who do appalling things is dreadful. Those poor poor children.

How many men who worked for the BBC have been convicted of child sex offences - and how many more should be?

I am so angry about the whole thing. That, and men hitting women being an Olympic sport.

This 💯

Smoked eel is delicious. In Denmark they have it with scrambled eggs at Christmas.

This place is still surprising - I mean, I like pepper, but nearly 300 posts on the subject since yesterday evening - and not even a 'vote' option.

Anyhow, people who view child abuse images - a senior scholar (based in another country) in my discipline - call him Gary since the name already had bad associations - who was kind, helpful, and supportive to me, turned out to have a huge collection and got jailed.

A friend who worked in the same area told me about it in a phone call when I was in peak minding the parents mode, unable to take any time off to do or think about anything, and I found it really hard to process. I definitely went through a 'poor Gary' phase, even while wondering how someone who seemed kind could do something that is built on such cruelty. I also wondered how his immediate colleagues, most of whom had children, coped. He used to say he didn't like children, which I always find odd since 'children' is what we all were - they're people. Now I wonder - it did at least mean he avoided the children of people he knew, but didn't save the victims of the images industry.

Anyhow, I'm not working in that world now, so don't know how it moved on. But I sort of understand people not knowing how to respond when they hear someone they thought they knew is implicated.

Pie and mash shops sometimes sell jellied eels, the one in Greenwich did when we visited. You can get smoked eel delivered, it's even available on Amazon as well as Billingsgate market.

Please tell me the poor creature was dead when it went in there 😳

He used to say he didn't like children, which I always find odd since 'children' is what we all were - they're people

That part I find entirely comprehensible. Children are people, but worse. They are more likely than adults to be poorly regulated, chaotic, loud, illogical, (and when small, also sticky) people. Wasn't keen on them when I was one myself. There are exceptions for individuals, of course, but as a category I'm not a fan.

Not enormously fond of adults as a category, either, but there are far more individual exceptions and far less likelihood of them making random shreiking noises. And there's less expectation to like them all, which takes the pressure off.

I’d just like to put NAMALT on record; to the best of my knowledge I’ve never stuck a live eel up my arse. I did once taste a single bite of jellied eel on an Early Day Out To The Seaside Date with the later-to-be Mrs BN - somewhere salubrious like Clacton, I think. Absolutely vile stuff, straight into the nearest bin.

I can absolutely understand not liking humans, including myself, and including children in with the rest. But singling children as a group out seems unreasonable. Every age cohort is going to include some kind, funny, wise, gentle people.

NAMALT is all very well, but I note that no-one has suggested that maybe the eel-abuser was a transman.

It's a matter of probabilities. NAMALT also applies to children. They aren't all sticky, shrieking id monsters but the chances are too high for my liking.

As for babies and the 'I bet you're dying for cuddle - here, have a hold' brigade - I'm really not. Get back to me when they have an opinion on fiscal policy and can identify at least 8 species of bee. Then we'll talk.

I'm with you, and I have children. I love cuddling my own DC and love spending time with them and think they're wonderful, but I never know what to do (or how to talk to) other people's children who I find comparatively sticky and shrieky. I always try to hide behind DH when baby cuddles are offered, because he does like children and babies.

I hear you about kids. People just assume women are baby daft (some are) and men will be useless.

I'm pretty good with kids of any age, and probably prefer them, on average, to adults. This may be related to the fact I live in a very gammony town!

For people of any age, I need to hand them back and/or flee when my social battery is flat. Too much peopling with no escape is personally, hell.

God yeah. I spent nearly four years teaching children mainly aged 4-10 and they were exhausting. I was meant to just teach English as a Foreign Language but a lot of time was spent on things like teaching little Johnny how to blow his nose or use scissors, or someone else how to do their trousers up when they shuffled back into class with them around their ankles. Then I had to instil basic good manners to ensure we didn't end up with a daily riot - they did all end up with good manners, thank heavens. There were some good kids amongst them but it was utterly knackering. After that lot, I feel I've done my share of raising children. I still wonder what became of them all, though.

New thread please, Kucinghitam !

Goodness, right you are!

https://www.mumsnet.com/talk/womens_rights/5132652-womens-rights-general-conversations-thread-9

The Righteous are going in hard over the Olympic boxing fiasco, all over MN (and the rest of the Internet, apparently). Defending this is the ultimate peacock tail of costly virtue signalling, they'll be getting the most delicious rush of Righteousness.

What I am finding bizarre about that (well, one extra thing!) is that the media are banging on about them both having failed a "gender test". No, they didn't fail one of those, whatever it might entail (nail varnish and pouting skills, perhaps?) They turned out to have a Y chromosome apiece and therefore are not of the female SEX.

I posted this elsewhere but to fill up these last few posts as there is a shiny new thread now I shall repost this here

PUNCH AND JUDY

He hit me in the kitchen
When there was no one there to see.

He hit me in the bedroom
With the baby on my knee.

He hit me in the street
Did the people stop? Not one.

And now he hits me in the Olympics
And the crowd they cheer him on.

Splendid work, @Boiledbeetle

That's the way to do it!

It doesn't take long for the place to get dusty. I just popped back to pick up a few things I'd left, make sure everything was unplugged and close the windows.

Help let me out! I was just pilfering checking the place was secure and some twat came in and locked everything up tight.

Please don't make me go out via the cat flap again.

When I was young
I never needed anyone
And makin' love was just for fun
Those days are gone
Livin' alone
I think of all the friends I've known
But when I dial the telephone
Nobody's home
All by myself, don't wanna be
All by myself, anymore
All by myself, don't wanna live
All by myself, anymore
Hard to be sure
Sometimes I feel so insecure
And love so distant and obscure
Remains the cure
All by myself, don't wanna be
All by myself, anymore
All by myself, don't wanna live
All by myself, anymore
When I was young
I never needed anyone
And makin' love was just for fun
Those days are gone
All by myself, don't wanna be
All by myself, anymore
All by myself, don't wanna live
All by myself, anymore
All by myself, don't wanna be
All by myself, anymore
All by myself, don't wanna live
All by myself, anymore
All by myself, don't wanna be

Miserable.

This is more like it

Could you actually let me out? Then you can lock it up forever!

Open sez me!