Wednesday, August 13, 2008

 

I read a lot of feminist blogs and I am currently also reading A Room of One's Own. Basically, it's the Cirque du Inegalite. It was with this mental background that I walked to the metro this morning. My morning metro-bound walks are taken at a time when my recently roused brain is still fighting the idea of being awake, and is thus more than usually susceptible to visions, startlements, etc.

So, I was walking along the park when one of its myriad joggers approached me from around a bend: a woman of around 20, wearing the requisite t-shirt and wee shiny shorts. Beholding her out of the corner of my eye, I thought that her t-shirt said, in large capital letters:

GENDER GAP

"Whoa!" I thought. "That is sure some wicked social commentary for a jogging ensemble!" Then I looked at her more closely. Her shirt said "SENIOR DAY."

So yeah, my brain: it makes its own patterns.

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