I was watching a potholer54 video when a interesting point came up. Many of the creationists that are the public eye are men. The it occured to me that most of the people speaking out agianst this are men to. Not to say that there aren't women on either side of the spectrum, just that it seems not as many are in the public debate. However we can extrapolate this even further and see that while men make up most the prison population, they also make up most of the National Academy of Science and CEO's. I find this odd given that from biological prespective a average female brain is better wired to be a ceo then a male brain, as a female brain passes information from lobe to lobe more efficiently.
The more think on this the more I wonder is it because of discretion against women, as is the more traditional explanation, or is it a inherent male trait. One male trait that comes to mind is aggression, as it need not be violent but often is. In fact I think aggression when focused and used constructively it can be a positive trait. But the strokes I paint in here are very broad and I want the thoughts of others, especially women.
I also hope this doesn't sound sexist, as I am certainly not. But I believe we should understand the differences between genders and peoples, AND afford everyone equal opportunity.
The more think on this the more I wonder is it because of discretion against women, as is the more traditional explanation, or is it a inherent male trait. One male trait that comes to mind is aggression, as it need not be violent but often is. In fact I think aggression when focused and used constructively it can be a positive trait. But the strokes I paint in here are very broad and I want the thoughts of others, especially women.
I also hope this doesn't sound sexist, as I am certainly not. But I believe we should understand the differences between genders and peoples, AND afford everyone equal opportunity.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
