fm wrote-
Quote:Well, lady scientists are much on your mind spendi maybe your comments will be vast but Im sure you can trim them at least by half.
It is an interesting question and it has exercised much greater minds than I am able to bring to bear uopn it.
In answering it I must excercise a little circumspection because, as you no doubt know, there are those who are quick, possibly over-quick, to take offence at what they perceive to be derogatory remarks concerning the fair sex.
Needless to say that no offence is intended and that it often is is often a function of a need to take offence rather than any fault in that which offence is taken at.
I have the utmost admiration for ladies which expands, often alarmingly, in direct proportion to their ladiness and consider them to be quaisi-mystical beings and somewhat higher than that on some occasions.
How they manage to transmute the fodder they eat into those little darlings in the cradle astounds me. But, of course, that is a biological miracle the envy of which is often said to motivate male creativity which, despite our pitiful efforts, cannot hope to be its equal. How the aforesaid little darlings subsequently are transmuted into monsters is easier to explain as they have some intellectual control over that.
Generally speaking, I take the view that when a writer imparts wisdom my way 1,000 times I take it more or less for granted that his next quantum of wisdom will be worthwhile and this is particularly so when it is confirmed by the evidence I see.
One man who I regard in this manner is Sam Johnson and he wrote this-
Quote: In former times, the pen, like the sword, was considered as consigned by nature to the hands of men; the ladies contented themselves with private virtues and domestic excellence, and a female writer, like a female warrior, was considered as a kind of excentric (sic) being, that deviated, however illustriously, from her due sphere of motion, and was, therefore, rather to be gazed at with wonder, than countenanced by imitation. But as the times past are said to have been a nation of Amazons, who drew the bow and wielded the battle-axe, formed encampments, and wasted nations; the revolution of years has now produced a generation of Amazons of the pen, who with the spirit of their predecessors have set masculine tyranny at defiance, asserted their claim to the regions of sciences, and seem resolved to contest the usurpations of virility.
There are many other writers who have imparted much wisdom in my direction and I can't imagine any one of them disputing Mr Johnson's remarks. Some of them, indeed, will have used his remarks as starting points in their own works.
The tone of the passage can be seen throughout Mr Johnson's wide ranging interpretations of his observational field.
I readily recognise the duty to say that my views are conditioned by the authors I choose to peruse and that any ladies who do take offence at their conclusions have an equal duty to recognise that their views have been conditioned by what they have chosen to read.
When ladies enter the scientific field (not the technological one) they are in my humble opinion not on firm feminine ground and are prone to lose that compound of charm and cunning with which they were endowed by we know not what, and so we might as well put it down to God, for the very purpose of combatting our superior force and energy.
What amuses me is that these gentle acolytes of truth and empirical severities turn up at their places of work, study and leisure after having taken considerable pains to hide the truth and its empirical severities or at the very least to have rendered it congenial to their vanity. From top to toe and from stem to stern they commonly use every artifice available to them, or risk subjecting their dignity to, in the service of their objectives. A multi-billion dollar industry caters to this feminine need and it is so inescapable of notice that I feel a certain reluctance at drawing attention to it.