Margaret Wente Claims Women Don’t Blog
From the internet departments of Fail and WTF:
Margaret Wente from the Globe and Mail wants to inform you blogging is ‘guy stuff’.
Oh really? Women don’t blog, eh? Given this startling revelation, I’m forced to wonder how it happened that 95% of the blogs I follow are female-written. Are you all lying to me? You are, aren’t you? All of you must be men, because women don’t blog. Right?
As a female and a blogger (since 2002!) I wasn’t sure whether to roll my eyes or pull out the flame-thrower: it’s obvious Wente has no idea what she’s talking about and didn’t bother to perform even cursory research (completely oblivious to the Huffington Post, the mommy-blogger phenomenom; even a Google search for “female blogger” brings up over six million results), so instinctually I feel lulz are the appropriate response. Who knew isolated, anecdotal evidence was all it took to be a journalist these days? Clearly I have chosen the wrong career.
I especially adore the unintentional irony of this quote:
“MAS (male answer syndrome) also explains why men are so quick to have opinions on subjects they know little or nothing about.”
Nothing like a little ‘pot-calling-kettle’, eh?
After reading the whole of this appaulingly sexist article, though, I feel like the flamethrower isn’t such a bad response after all. Wente claims:
“Women never held peeing contests. Perhaps that helps explain why women tend to be more restrained and less concerned with public displays of prowess. We are just as interested in listening as in talking, and more interested in relationships than scoring points. We also tend to lack the public confidence that comes so easily to many men.
Are these things cultural? Not entirely, perhaps not even mostly. For most of my adult life, I was almost struck dumb in the presence of strangers. I managed to complete five years of university without raising my hand, and the idea of a dinner party used to make me faint. Several of my female friends tell similar stories. No matter how brilliant they were, they lacked the confidence to express themselves in public.”
Apparently women, when we bother to have opinons, are too meek and scared and mild-mannered to speak them. Girls don’t raise their hands in class, feel daunted at the mere idea of networking a room or attending a dinner party, and remain mute in the presence of strangers. Given this summary, I wonder how my fellow females ever even dare to make it out the door in the morning.
I especially enjoy how she claims this phenomenon isn’t cultural, as if it has nothing to do with the way our cultural programming tells women to shut up and look pretty, but is somehow pre-programmed into our gender.
There is both win and fail in the comments.
I sit on the edge of my seat waiting for Wente’s next riveting installment, titled ‘Why Don’t Women Tweet?’ given she has the same amount of expertise in the Twittersphere as she does the blogosphere.