Hey, since we “touched” on the subject of chicks/chic(s), does anyone have an opinion
of the word “lady?” Does it imply a certain mode of behavior? Does the woman who’s been called
a lady have to act a certain way? Speak a certain way? Cross her legs? Put her hand to her mouth,
as if mortified by the very thought of something? We (back in the Berkeley days) didn’t like the
word, thought it was a pejorative, that we were being imposed on, asked to act a certain way.
Like I would never have called my grande dame of a mother a chick, or a gal, or a babe, but
she was a lady. Circumspect in all things. While I tend to be the opposite, I can give a great
whirl. Discuss.
Hey, since we “touched” on the subject of chicks/chic(s), does anyone have an opinion
of the word “lady?” Does it imply a certain mode of behavior? Does the woman who’s been called
a lady have to act a certain way? Speak a certain way? Cross her legs? Put her hand to her mouth,
as if mortified by the very thought of something? We (back in the Berkeley days) didn’t like the
word, thought it was a pejorative, that we were being imposed on, asked to act a certain way.
Like I would never have called my grande dame of a mother a chick, or a gal, or a babe, but
she was a lady. Circumspect in all things. While I tend to be the opposite, I can give a great
whirl. Discuss.
Hell if I know, but I find people that are offended by words to be incredibly annoying. For instance, my mother-in-law constantly spells women “womyn”, thus I call her and her friends Little Women. It’s a great way to bug the shit out of her.
Damn, that’s just what I need, chicken soup, but can’t find, or haven’t tried hard enough
to find a real deli here? Is there one, like with real bagels, lox, read the Times all morning
eating away the time. I wanted to leap in with something clever, natch, but I was coughing
organs today, so I rested and finished the Daniel Silva, The Defector. Really good read.
And, I do react the right way to bitch. Good word, I use it for my male friends as well. Just
realized that I’ve hibernated for a year, and my brain doesn’t work as well as it used to - no
social interaction. So, I don’t call my male friends anything - haven’t found any. I’ve really
got to put the books down and get out more. Just downloaded app from UNC, might be good
for me to stir the grey cells.
Hell if I know, but I find people that are offended by words to be incredibly annoying. For instance, my mother-in-law constantly spells women “womyn”, thus I call her and her friends Little Women. It’s a great way to bug the shit out of her.
Bobaloo, we came up with that term, when we were young, and zealots, and had no sense of
humour at all. Everything was “against” the patriarchy. We did okay, though, and marched and
burned underwear (modest or otherwise), and should have welcomed the guys home from Nam.
