a fair and balanced birdthing (raaven) wrote,
a fair and balanced birdthing

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She lives...

though only barely.

Got up early yesterday, prepared for a fun-filled, action-packed day of con-ing. Got my lazy backside to the Early Morning Writing Exercizes, then to the LJ SIG, where I met tons of people (including the delightfully cheery lysana). Unfortunately, due to some strange quirk of self, I all but hid in the corner during the meet, croaking out perhaps 6 words from the tank of sludge that was my inner landscape at the time. Being social has never been easy for me. Less so still, when I am sleepy, unshowered and feeling vaguely unwell.

Unwell turned to unweller from there, and I ended up hiding out in the hotel room for most of the duration of the day (though I did see a Lois McMaster Bujold reading)...missing a panel I had very much wanted to see titled Gardening Outside the Box (on gardening in space, hydroponics & the like). Still, it was probably better for everyone than my going, at that point.

This morning I decreed that I would sleep until I woke up, Early Morning Writing Exercizes be damned...and woke up in time to go to a Kaffe Klatch...which neither gregortroll nor I had realized we had to sign up for in advance. From there we wandered out to the Tapestry Arts Festival down the street, munching various fair-food for breakfast. I introduced Gregor to kettlecorn. Man, I love fair-food. Couldn't find any corn-dogs though.

Back at the convention center, we perused the options and decided on the Cory Doctorow reading (I'm sorry to say that I only knew his name from Boing Boing, and hadn't read any of his fiction writing). Good stuff; I was sorry when it ended earlier than expected...and I'll be looking up more of his stuff (which I imagine is part of the point of such readings). The first I'm looking up is here at Salon.

I was getting a migraine (bane of my existence), so Gregor graciously headed back to the hotel room to bring me imitrex. Then we went to Bob Eggleton's Godzilla slideshow. Wow! It was beautiful, and interesting and nostalgic all at once. Bob tells some great stories.

My last event of the day: So You Want To Go To Mars (a panel). Despite the med-resistant migraine (which I pandered to by keeping my neck pressed against the back of the uncomfy convention chair, thus cutting off the superfluous circulation to the brain), I sat in and enjoyed this panel (far more than the pseudo-debate I went to on Thursday on colonizing the planet).

But then, in the last moments of the panel, a twit spoke up.

Let me start this particular rant by saying that I am constantly appalled by the extremely small percentage of women interested in space. I am deliriously happy when I see other women participating in space-exploration dialogues (this panel, in fact, had Bridget Landry on it, who proved to be a font of relevant knowledge and interesting info).

I'm equally thrilled when lay-women like myself get intelligently involved in scientific discussion...so I was very happy when a woman a few rows back from me raised her hand and was called on. Her contribution?

"A friend of mine suggests that as a step toward world peace, we take all the nukes on the planet and send them to the Martian polar caps. Do you think that would be a good thing?"


She was serious.

The entire room snickered at her (except me, who glowered). The very kind and patient Ed Strickland explained nicely to her some of the political realities of any such strategy. He was much nicer than I would have been.

As Gregor came to meet me at the end of the panel (he had gone to a different one in the same time slot) I snarled out the story to him. Mind you, the continuing migraine may well have been coloring my world rage-red, but even at my very best I would have been annoyed.

Women have a hard enough time making any headway in the hard-science interest areas without that kind of freaking Barbie-doll representation. Dammit, I wanted to drop-kick her off the nearest balcony. Not only was her comment/question irrelevant to the panel at hand, she was pretty clearly ignorant of the science involved with her proposal. Even if that could be overlooked, her political ignorance and naïveté were humiliatingly laughable. I wish for her to be stripped of her femaleness...as I'd hate anyone to ever put us in the same category, even based on gender.

No, I don't still have a headache, can't blame it on that. Yes, I'm mean and judgmental. As Heinlein said, "Now go play with your dolly elsewhere".

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