Neal Stephenson — Bitter Crank
Fun fact, one of the reasons poetry has been populated by so many females for so long is that it is one of the few arts that can be written "on the go" while having little ones playing and nagging and interrupting all day long. — NKBJ
Though I do hope common sense would tell you that raising 7 children pre-washing machines and refrigerators while continually pregnant was a job that left little time for leisurely painting or writing War and Peace. — NKBJ
No, that doesn't really sound like common sense to me. How many men ever had lives where they didn't have to work long hours in the fields or factories? We don't need to take this any further. If you do find the source I'd like to take a look at it. — T Clark
Eternal cynic. — NKBJ
Despite my wariness of your cynicism, here's an article which supports my post. This article speaks specifically about journaling as a female literary outlet, but the social structures and constraints are the same. — NKBJ
journaling — NKBJ
Olsen was born to Russian Jewish immigrants in Wahoo, Nebraska and moved to Omaha while a young child.
Over the years Olsen worked as a waitress, domestic worker, and meat trimmer. She was also a union organizer and political activist in the Socialist community.[3] In 1932, Olsen began to write her first novel Yonnondio, the same year she gave birth to Karla, the first of four daughters. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tillie_Olsen
Olsen introduced themes that would become central to a generation of women readers and writers: she brought the subject of motherhood into focus as a valid topic for literary representation, even as she showed how it, along with economic “circumstances” and the restrictions imposed by race, class and sex, presented a major obstacle to women’s artistic creativity. http://www.fembio.org/english/biography.php/woman/biography/tillie-olsen/
I mean, how do you explain that? — Wallows
The set of tasks that evolution is optimizing women for don't change a great deal; much of their energy is imperatively invested in a body that can support the necessary sex organs. Meanwhile, men of any size, shape, and personality are capable of having a working penis, and using it. Instead of growing big tits and big asses, evolution is free to roll more dice with us in order to ensure that inter-generationally we can adapt to a wider set of changing environments that require different kinds of tasks. For instance, height is beneficial in mostly open landscapes (savannah, plains, hills), but it is decidedly not useful in dense forest or jungle (for obvious reasons); we should expect to see height correlate with environment in this way, and we do! — VagabondSpectre
Evolution knows — VagabondSpectre
Journals, diaries, and the like are usually NOT of interest as "literature". — Bitter Crank
I am very skeptical of this type of simplistic story-telling about evolution. There is not this sort of one-to-one correspondence between traits and evolutionary "causes." Your explanations don't seem very plausible to me. — T Clark
I know you're using this as a metaphor, but still, evolution don't know nothing. — T Clark
Sexual dimorphism and changing frequencies of traits are a part of the fundamental building blocks of Darwinian evolution (well described and well observed): — VagabondSpectre
Okay, yes, I agree with all that. What is your point? — NKBJ
No it's not patriarchy. You read the post too quickly. Journals written by men are usually not literature either. Journals have real value, just not "literary" value because they are, after all, written for a very small audience. I wrote a very candid summary of my life, for my eyes only. It had zero literary merit. It was for private purposes. It might have made juicy reading for my siblings, but hardly for anybody else. — Bitter Crank
I don't believe there is such a thing as "patriarchy", — Bitter Crank
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