Today is my first day back at work after 3 months of being out after dislocating my knee and breaking all my ligaments. I was crutching down the hall and some dude I’d never met started kinda chasing after me saying “excuse me, ma’am?” so I thought I dropped something. I stopped and he started asking me about what I did to my leg, and I gave him the abridged version. Then he asked if he could pray for me, and I was like “Yeah, sure, that’s nice,” thinking he’d pray for me silently as he went about his day, or maybe before he went to bed. But it became clear that he wanted to pray for me right then, when he grabbed my hand and bowed his head. I didn’t know his name, so I made him stop and tell me his name first, and then he prayed for me and it was very bizarre…
I’ve known people kind of like him my entire life—having gone to a Christian High School and College, I’ve met plenty of people who are “on fire for Jesus”—but it’s the first time I’ve ever been the subject of a ninja prayer from a stranger. I kind of doubt his intentions because he didn’t even introduce himself before praying for me, and yeah it’s cool you want to pray for someone, but if you’re trying to minister to people, relationships are part of that, you don’t just ninja pray and leave. I’m not really sure how to feel about it. I’m currently leaning towards creeped out? IDK
After reading about gender-bias and conversation dominance in the classroom, I asked for a peer to observe a physics class I was teaching and keep track of the discussion time I was giving to various students along with their race and gender. In this exercise, I knew I was being observed and I was trying to be extra careful to equally represent all students―but I STILL gave a disproportionate amount of discussion time to the white male students in my classroom (controlling for the overall distribution of genders and races in the class). I was shocked. It felt like I was giving a disproportionate amount of time to my white female and non-white students.
Even when I was explicitly trying, I still failed to have the discussion participants fairly represent the population of the students in my classroom.
This is a well-studied phenomena and it’s called listener bias. We are socialized to think women talk more than they actually do. Listener bias results in most people thinking that women are ‘hogging the floor’ even when men are dominating.
Stop interrupting me: gender, conversation dominance and listener bias, by Jessica Kirkpatrick from Women In Astronomy
Implicit bias is a thing, just like privilege. Calling it out isn’t meant to shame anyone, but to alert us to step it up and improve ourselves so everyone can have a voice. Be conscious of what you and others are saying, and know when not to speak.
AMERICA DOESNT KNOW THE JOY OF TERRYS CHOCOLATE ORANGE
WHAT THE HECK IS THAT I SWEAR TO GOD IF THIS IS ANOTHER FANTASTIC CANDY WE’RE MISSING I
HOW DO YOU GUYS LIVE WITHOUT TERRY’S
who’s gonna go over to fish and chips piss city and tell these british wanks chocolate oranges exist everywhere
They come in orange, raspberry, and mint here.
We always got these in our wooden shoes for St Nicholas day.
Werewolf Bar Mitzvah
Boys becoming men
Men becoming wolves