Gender Studies 1974: Billy’s Best Blog

My partner came home from a fishing trip with elbow tendonitis and started wearing black neoprene tape around the muscles under the joints to relieve pain. After a while of arms wrapping it, it began to itch and soon it was more irritating than tendonitis, so he took off the neoprene belt with his frustration, which woke my mother instinctively. While checking the belt, I saw the neoprene lined with a thin layer of black rubber, presumably to grab the skin and hold the belt in place.

I said, “It’s because your skin can’t breathe and itchs it. Place a layer of gauze on your arms under the belt or cut off your socks to get the air through it.”

He said: “Do you mean cotton pants like pantyhose?”

I leaned. “Yes.” Suddenly thought of the tornado. My gender, my history, my wardrobe, my personal struggle with twisted leggings, all of which are checked in the air. The man I lived with was shocked by the joke of a pantyhose on his head. I wanted to get a can open, crack his skull there, and stare there to see what I’m missing. He is a comedian. He said he and his friends learned about women’s technology in TV commercials. Half a century ago, when he joked in a 1974 TV commercial that if he was wearing pantyhose, he joked that we would wear his perfect footsteps, from his perfect pedicure to his handsome face, from his perfect pedicure to his handsome face, we were caught in the camera. No one accused Broadway Joe of staring at women. Can Travis Kelce do bra advertisements?

This is a gender study in Mr. Peabody’s Wayback machine. It’s easy to imagine a group of high school boys from the 1970s sitting on the couch watching TV, laughing at the pantyhose commercials, where women are touched, caught and ridiculed. However, there are no 1970s inferences to ridicule men’s intimate clothing. In 1974, there was no TV commercial for men’s underwear, and there was certainly no biological significance of cotton pants. We didn’t have Farrah Fawcett’s inspiration, the condom on our finger said, “If I had a condom, I would have worn a Trojan.”

Gender imprints impress us at a very young age, and as we move through the biological stage, we inevitably relate to what we seem to be gender. When I got my first job at Carhop, I knew it was a woman job. As my breasts develop, I know I’m not safe. I will never be safe. This feeling is a lot. I wish I was a man for about twenty years. Not because of my deformity, because I am not satisfied with being the burden of being the target of sexual assault. But you don’t have to be a cis-woman to experience this.

When we browse the Gender Bingo card, each of us has our own internal gender experience. Yes, gender is the game we play. Note how younger generations relax gender bonds because the rules are too restrictive and heavy. Man bread. Male nail polish. Ear instrument. Gender development. Even so, non-male men are likely to be the object of physical violence for other men who need to prove their masculinity. Women who are not enough to please men will be criticized, humiliated or even attacked. Body domination is the way traditional people prove themselves. Submission is a traditional way for women to prove themselves.

Repeating this pattern does not require intelligence. These metaphors work throughout their lives. We see the gender wired and watch the game the way we do. For humans, no human body escapes. Gender is exhausting because a person who does not conform to gender norms is the goal. When we police gender, everyone is under scrutiny. Then violence, the last refuge of incompetence.

But chin. Things got better. In 1976, a man could write a horror novel about a teenage girl who thought she died in her first period. Another man can then adapt the novel to the script, emphasizing the bloody and disgust of the bloody woman. Another man can then direct a movie based on a book about a woman who is humiliated by bloodshed, and no one calls any of them misogynistic. Because that was the way the world worked at that time. “Carrie” is a man’s movie about pure culture and menstruation horror. Today, this may not fly.

To be clear, “Carrie” could be a pleasant movie. We all have to live in our innate times. Gender is changing. I can see gender horror becoming a new genre that is popular. But, can men make horror movies about menstruation today? Will women buy it? Can Scorsese direct “Barbie Doll”?

Because if women don’t buy it, they won’t sell it. In 1985, Courtney Cox was the first to say “Time” on TV. This is very important. The boys on the board missed a decade of product sales because they didn’t want to talk about menstruation. This is the timetable for our residence. A gender study of circa 1970 took place behind the bus. The main thing a boy is taught is that having sex with a girl is status, and the main factor a girl teaches is never having sex with a boy. Obviously, not everyone is included in the lesson plan.

Now that we are old, we are still tormenting the corpses of our birth. One of the most difficult things about aging is how weakened hormones reduce the glory of gender. Male and female bodies change shape, weight, muscle mass, hair, teeth, endurance, flexibility, bladder control. We know how the body changes because we live in it and we can feel it. When we look in the mirror, we see it. We experience changing abilities. We witnessed how our appearance treats differently. People make assumptions about us. People with gender ineligibility also have similar experiences, namely being judged, rejected and excluded. As old age, we should have empathy for them. No matter which body you live in, the life of the human body is challenging. If you don’t believe it, try wearing a pair of pantyhose and wearing it for a day.