one spark
So, today I read in my reading page the feed for Hark, A Vagrant (an excellent webcomic, btw, some of the highlights of which include the Brontë sisters discussing men). And today's post was awesome, like always. (Go read it first if you don't want to be spoiled.)
And only one name was used, the woman's, and I didn't know it. But the comic struck... a cord, you could say. I said to myself, I know that situation. I think I can guess who are those two guys. So I wikied her name, and voilà, I was right.
Want to know how I know the story? I was in one of my first classes, Introduction to Molecular and Cellular Biology (IBMC, we call it). We always get a bit of science history in our sciences classes, I think, with good reason, and our teacher told it to us. And my first feeling was... indescribable. It was the first time I heard about a woman really discovering something I cared about, something I was interested in. And I could feel most of the room felt the same (we're majority women). But just after, the teacher said, 'Franklin did not know how to interpret her own data, anyway' (or words to that effect).
I'm not going to say that it was not a disappointment. I wonder what the other girls in the room felt. I wonder if the guys felt anything, at either the first story, or the later amendment.
Read the wiki page. I'm not going to believe that amendment. And I have one more person to look up to, now.
On other news, I'm happy how
linkspam is turning out, but it's also fucking draining, and I'm not being able to do much of anything else. Like writing. And, you know, doing my liaison work. Asking for link permissions for the Index. Cleaning the house. Start studying. -_-
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And only one name was used, the woman's, and I didn't know it. But the comic struck... a cord, you could say. I said to myself, I know that situation. I think I can guess who are those two guys. So I wikied her name, and voilà, I was right.
Want to know how I know the story? I was in one of my first classes, Introduction to Molecular and Cellular Biology (IBMC, we call it). We always get a bit of science history in our sciences classes, I think, with good reason, and our teacher told it to us. And my first feeling was... indescribable. It was the first time I heard about a woman really discovering something I cared about, something I was interested in. And I could feel most of the room felt the same (we're majority women). But just after, the teacher said, 'Franklin did not know how to interpret her own data, anyway' (or words to that effect).
I'm not going to say that it was not a disappointment. I wonder what the other girls in the room felt. I wonder if the guys felt anything, at either the first story, or the later amendment.
Read the wiki page. I'm not going to believe that amendment. And I have one more person to look up to, now.
On other news, I'm happy how
linkspam is turning out, but it's also fucking draining, and I'm not being able to do much of anything else. Like writing. And, you know, doing my liaison work. Asking for link permissions for the Index. Cleaning the house. Start studying. -_-
This entry was originally posted at dreamwidth. That post has
comment(s). You can comment there, or here.