not a scout.

I don't like boy scouts. I'm not a boy. Or a scout. And even if I wanted to be one, I couldn't. And I think that's what I don't like about it. It's so not fair. (I know. Life isn't fair. I've heard that one before. And you're right. But it doesn't mean that I can't complain about it. You still have a problem with that? Leave me a mean comment. Or go read another blog.)

I've never been on a 50 mile bike ride. Or built a snow cave. Or any of those things because I was a girl. I have issues about that. Seriously? Because I was a girl? My brothers did those things. And whether or not they liked the experience is beside the point. They had the opportunity.

I assume I wouldn't like learning to spelunk, or swimming upside down, or whatever else they do. But how do I really know? I never had the opportunity to try. Perhaps I could have been the next Lance Armstrong. Perhaps I would have chosen to move to the Arctic and live with the Inuit People and build snow caves all the time.

Alas. I shall never know.

Another thing that I don't like about scouts? Women stay at home while the men go out and partay. Perhaps some families like this. But I would be resentful if my husband left for camping every week while I had to stay home and clean up poop and deal with tantrums. Seriously. Not very fair.

And that is why I'm a tad opposed to the scouting phenomenon. That is why I'm not in support. And that is why I have girls.

photo via scarlatti2004

calling all feminist dancers.

Why is it that female dancers are either required to dance naked, wear heals, or both?

This drives my inner feminist insane. Why? Because not only is the woman required to learn the same choreography as her partner, but on sticks (as my 3 yr old would say). For example:

In all fairness, I call for new rules. Either naked or heels, but not both. And the same should be required of the man.