March 13, 2018
there is, lately, i'm realizing a good deal of sexist attitudes on the courts in pickleball. I noted it first in my first class where one of the instructors made casual remarks at times that were an attempt at humor but just made me feel creeped out instead. I concentrated on getting into the groups one of the younger male coaches took when we broke into smaller groups. he reminded me of c. lots of athletic ability and patience and most of all he treated everyone with an equal measure of respect. but lately I've noticed that most of the time when I encounter it's sharpest edges it is in men who are 10 to 15 years older than us. it makes me wonder how old john Kelly is. most of the men in their 60s seem to at least be trying if they haven't fully understood the message. how old is john Kelley? I think trump is 71, right? a man like rob porter? how can this even be happening in his age group? still?
it makes me feel so tired. all that work, so many years, and it seems we've been like hamsters in a cage, just spinning the wheels but not going anywhere. inside the cage, the fervor of the running literally shakes the cage and the sound of the squeaky wheel turning, turning, faster and faster is deafening. but outside, in the real world, filled with so much noise and greed and power, all that spinning hasn't been seen or heard at all. there are so many men who never will understand the conversation, even on the most basic levels.