{"id":2740,"date":"2004-06-23T15:00:38","date_gmt":"2004-06-23T22:00:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/defectiveyeti.com\/?p=2740"},"modified":"2004-06-23T15:00:38","modified_gmt":"2004-06-23T22:00:38","slug":"side-by-side-in-sisterhood","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/defectiveyeti.com\/wordpress\/2004\/06\/23\/side-by-side-in-sisterhood\/","title":{"rendered":"Side-By-Side In Sisterhood"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Now that I&#8217;ve regained my masculinity, I guess I can start making sweeping sexist generalizations again.<\/p>\n<p>What is it about women that make them constitutionally incapable of walking <strike>Indian-<\/strike>Native American file, even for the briefest of moments?  I have a number of running partners, many of whom are female &#8212; The Queen, her friends, some coworkers here at the office &#8212; and one thing that&#8217;s always struck me is that while men will quickly assemble into a line when the trail narrows, women will often steadfastly refuse to deviate from their side-by-side formation, even if it means slowing to a crawl, hunching their shoulders forward, and moving within picometers of their companions to navigate a bottleneck.<\/p>\n<p>And it&#8217;s not just on the run:  in the mall, on the sidewalk, on the escalator&#8230; Is it because women are so egalitarian that no one wishes to assume the lead?  Or are they so independent that they refuse to literally &#8220;fall in line&#8221;?  For whatever reason, the behavior seems endemic to the whole sex.  I&#8217;ve noticed this phenomenon so often that I&#8217;ve started to wonder if it is, in fact, the origin of the phrase &#8220;walking abreast.&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Now that I&#8217;ve regained my masculinity, I guess I can start making sweeping sexist generalizations again. What is it about women that make them constitutionally incapable of walking Indian-Native American file, even for the briefest of moments? I have a number of running partners, many of whom are female &#8212; The Queen, her friends, some [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[9],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2740","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-observations"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/defectiveyeti.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2740","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/defectiveyeti.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/defectiveyeti.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/defectiveyeti.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/defectiveyeti.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2740"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/defectiveyeti.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2740\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/defectiveyeti.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2740"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/defectiveyeti.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2740"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/defectiveyeti.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2740"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}