It’s the weekend, y’all! And I’m annoyed.
I keep coming across stories of women being discriminated against, or just plain humiliated.
Case in point: this ABC News story about a woman who got kicked out of a bar … for being pregnant.
I shit you not.
Lee said she was near the bar sipping water with a friend who’d ordered shots when a bouncer approached her and told her she needed to follow him.
“It was a bunch of malarkey really,” she said, recalling the bouncer’s comments. “He said to me, ‘I have a personal question to ask you, are you pregnant?’ I said yes. Then he said, ‘I’m going to have to ask you to leave.’”
Lee said she was totally humiliated by the incident and agreed to go home without argument. “I thought maybe there was some sort of pregnant woman ordinance.”
Turns out that OF COURSE there’s no ordinance. This was just a case of a big, strong man deciding he knew what was best for this misguided pregnant woman, who had no business being in a bar with her condition.
Even worse were the comments on the story, half of which praised the bouncer for behaving like a “big brother” and scolded the woman for being in a bar when she is “so pregnant.”
I think Terry O’Neill, president of NOW, hit the nail on the head with this quote:
“We live in a country where people feel increasingly empowered to make decisions for pregnant women.”
Then there was the story about a university professor who was peeved that a female veterinary student would be missing class to have a baby — so he decided to have the other students vote on how to grade her.
You just can’t make this shit up.
This female scientist’s take was spot on:
[What] bothers me is that it is not the responsibility or privilege of students in a graduate program to determine the fate of their peers. This is why there are graduate faculty and if Dr. Feldman was truly so baffled about what to do with this student, he should have turned to his peers or more senior university officials for guidance. My heart breaks for this woman to have been shamed in front of her peers this way. To have been presented as a problem that must be voted on and dealt with. I can’t imagine what she must have felt like to know that her peers were given the option to assign her an ‘A’ or a ‘C’, depending on what they thought she deserved. How are her peers in any position to determine her performance in a course in which they have no expertise?
This was a professor at UC Davis, who confirmed in an email that he had, indeed, invited other students to weigh in on how to grade this expectant mother.
I hope he gets his ass handed to him.
OK, that’s enough cursing for one blog post… on to a story that helped reaffirm my faith in humanity.
Travel blogger Christopher Elliott wrote abouta Southwest Airlines pilot who went above and beyond to help a grieving grandfather. A man was rushing to make a flight and see his dying grandchild one last time.
Every step of the way, he’s on the verge of tears and trying to get assistance from both TSA and Southwest employees to get to his plane on time.
According to him, everyone he talked to couldn’t have cared less. When he was done with security, he grabbed his computer bag, shoes and belt and ran to his terminal in his stocking feet.
When he got there, the pilot of his plane and the ticketing agent both said, “Are you Mark? We held the plane for you and we’re so sorry about the loss of your grandson.“
The pilot held the plane that was supposed to take off at 11:50 until 12:02 when my husband got there.
As my husband walked down the Jetway with the pilot, he said, “I can’t thank you enough for this.“
The pilot responded with, “They can’t go anywhere without me and I wasn’t going anywhere without you. Now relax. We’ll get you there. And again, I’m so sorry.“
In the wake of last weekend’s tragic events in Tucson, I find myself feeling everything more deeply. Injustice inspires rage, but glimmers of kindness and compassion fill me with warmth and bring me to tears.
I was so glad to be home with my children this week, and shower them with extra-tight hugs.
Whew… sorry to be such a Debbie Downer today! It’s actually beautiful here in southern California, sunny and mid-70s. We’ll be hitting a family party today, and enjoy a “date” tomorrow in anticipation of our 13-year anniversary, which is Monday. Thirteen years! Unreal. Seems like just yesterday I was a blushing bride
What’s everyone up to this weekend? Chat away!