The news in brief
washing machine special:
The news in brief
doesn’t usually have opinions on things… apart from obvious things like not
taking pictures of famous people’s kids and splashing them all over the
Internet, or killing each other over easily offended invisible friends, but
occasionally the news busts out with some horseshit that needs addressing:
The Right Honourable John Bercow MP is facing accusations of
sexism after comparing Esther McVey to a domestic appliance.
And we quote: “I am reminded of the feeling when
one thinks the washing machine will stop — but it does not!”
We’re not quite sure how that’s sexist. Rude? Yes.
Offensive? Possibly. Hilarious? Almost certainly. But sexist? That’s the bit we
don’t get.
So, like good journalists we went out and we did some
research and after carefully dismantling and inspecting every component of our
washing machine, we couldn’t find a pair of tits, a vagina, a womb, a clitoris
or anything that would identify the washing machine as female. There were loads
of tubes but not a one of them was fallopian. There wasn’t a cock and balls
either; in fact there wasn’t anything that suggested the washing machine had a
gender at all. So we asked it how it identified itself (possibly the most
significant identifier – probably should have done that first) and it either
wasn’t in the mood to talk about gender politics or it was an inanimate object
designed to launder clothes and otherwise keep its fucking mouth shut. It’s
early days yet, but we’re going with the latter.
Now one thing washing machines do actually have, is the
ability to warp time so that the last minute on the countdown is impossibly extended
across three quarters of an hour, prolonging the agonising wait before you can
get your work pants out, fling them over a door to dry and go the fuck to bed.
They’ve been doing it for decades and they have no plans to stop any time soon.
They hate us but we need them and they know it.
So, if someone talks a lot, and when you think their about
stop, keeps on going and going and going and going they are quite a lot like a
washing machine. There’s absolutely no gender related statement in there.
You don’t stop. The washing machine doesn’t stop. You
somehow make one minute feels like forty five. That’s how one is like the
other.
The only way for this to be a sexist comment is if the
offended party held in their mind some sort of pre-existing connection between
being a woman and the traditional gender roles regarding housework and then
superimposed that pre-existing connection onto the offending party’s words and
then interpreted them through their own preconceived bias. But then would that
not make them part of the goddamned problem for reinforcing and perpetuating
gender stereotypes that have no business existing in the 21st
Century? You know who uses washing
machines? People. People use washing machines. People with dirty clothes.
Some of those people are women. Some of them are men. Almost
all of them will be out of clean underwear and will be eyeing up their swimming
trunks wondering if a day with a spandex secret is better than waiting that
last fucking minute before they can go to bed….
If you labour under the antiquated and practically medieval
impression that washing clothes is women’s work – then you know what? Fuck you
and the horse you rode in on.
Reminding people it’s
the future so you don’t have to…
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