And I always want to point out here: women, on average, possess more lower-body strength, while men, on average, possess more upper-body strength. There’s a lot of overlap and it isn’t always individually applicable, but that’s the generalization, averaging across the population.
But we SOCIALLY value upper-body strength, and upper-body muscles. So we construct women as weaker, because we refuse to measure them on the body parts where they may be stronger, we devalue those.
Lifting is mostly done with the legs. So women may be as good or better at heavy lifting as men. But we socially construct lifting as having to do with large, muscular arms and chests. You don’t really need powerful arms and chests to lift—you need powerful thighs, otherwise you’re gonna throw your back out. We actually lie about what makes a person strong and capable to favor men.
Push-up and pull-ups are upper-body strength exercises. So they’re socially valued. The military doesn’t tell you to do 20 squats as penance. No one is fucking impressed by all the squats you can do. Squats just sound stupid, hah, squats. We laugh at them because women might be better at them than men, on average. They’re worthless.
This stuff plays into all sorts of other body image problems, too. The body weight that’s regarded as ideal for women, for example, is really only achievable for individuals suffering from mild to moderate muscular atrophy. You literally can’t get there just by shedding fat - you also have to let your muscles waste away. We actually regard it as “normal” for a woman to be suffering from muscular atrophy.
For the last six months I’ve been actively working towards doing pull-ups. I can squat fairly easily with 100lbs (could do more if my knees weren’t so wonky) and do all sorts of similar weights with other leg machines but my arms are weak as hell (see above). I’ve been lifting with all parts of my body but generally focusing on gaining strength in areas where I was particularly weak before, which is mostly in my arms. I can now lift more with my arms than ever before but am still far from being able to pull up my own body weight. And yet, too often, when I try to talk to female friends about this goal I get weird looks and talks about how I shouldn’t “bulk up.” When did we decide to start telling each other it was weird to want to be strong? Why should that be a thing that potentially makes me less attractive? It’s a good thing I just don’t give a shit.
Anonymous said: I guess I just feel weird about it, and about their motivations in becoming a midwive or an OB- I mean, if you're pro abortion, why would you help pregnant women give birth? I get them becoming an abortionist, logically, but just... I don't understand them being a midwife or OB. And it makes me so uncomfortable I can't ask mine outright where she stands, because idk how much I can trust her with my baby's life.
I completely agree with you there, and I see what you’re saying. A pro-life OB or midwife would value your baby’s life better than a pro-abortion one.
What a crock of shit.
Midwives are medical professionals and as such they have a duty to make sure the pregnant person goes through a safe birth.
A pro choice midwife would understand that this person has CHOSE to have this child, and would endeavour to make it as safe as possible.
Such outrageous bullshit, you talk. - Leigh
My mom is a pro-choice midwife.
She’s delivered thousands of babies. She has witnessed countless times how emotionally and physically challenging/exhausting it is to be pregnant for nine months and give birth. She’s been there for mental breakdowns, panic attacks, health scares, abusive relationships, extreme poverty, medical emergencies, and even deaths. That’s why she’s pro-choice. Because it’s such an intensely difficult experience for people with wanted pregnancies. Forcing someone to go through that process when they don’t even want to is BARBARIC.
I don’t usually talk about this on Tumblr, but my doctor when I was pregnant was pro-life. When my very, very wanted pregnancy ended in miscarriage, she refused to give me the necessary procedure when I was hemorrhaging because it was “too close to an abortion” for her comfort. The procedure was a d&c, which is sometimes necessary if your body has trouble, which I did, because I have a back-tilting uterus. I ended up having emergency surgery at the hands of a more competent doctor, and multiple blood transfusions. The competent doctor was close to tears when evaluating me, and kept saying “I can’t believe she let it get this bad, a few more hours of bleeding and you could have died.” What was already a terrible time for me because I was losing a baby turned into an absolute nightmare, and I almost lost my life. So even though my pregnancy didn’t end in abortion, my doctor’s pro-life level of comfort for a procedure she deemed “close to abortion” (which, it’s not, a d&c has nothing to do with abortion), was placed above my own safety. So think again if you believe a pro-life doctor will handle your pregnancy better than a pro-choice one.
Quite ironic that that doctor almost killed you to save an already dead fetus in the name of being “pro-life”.
I’m so, so sorry.