If a young woman in middle school or high school hangs up a poster of Barack Obama in her room, this is seen as acceptable. It’s fine for women to admire men and want to be like them.
If a young man (the same age) hangs up a poster of Hillary Clinton in his room, this is seen as odd (maybe even troubling, is he gay? Oh no!).
Society tells us young men can’t think of women as role models, unless they’re a family member, whereas young women can admire and seek to emulate anyone, regardless of gender.
If you’re a young man, and if you have a poster on your wall with a woman, she had better be half-naked in a bikini, even if the Ronald Reagan or Gen. Patton poster next to it obviously features the man fully-clothed.
Young men are not to taught to think of women as role models. They are taught to think of them as either family members or sexual objects. There is no other category presented.
As Fire Prevention Month comes to a close, here’s a catchy reminder from country star Eddy Arnold and the Forest Service about everyone’s favorite forest fire prevention advocate.
Ever wondered - is it Smokey Bear or Smokey the Bear?
Smokey’s official name has no “the” in the middle though. It was added in 1952 to achieve proper rhythm in the song “Smokey the Bear”, written by Steve Nelson and Jack Rollins.
Did you know? Just like his colleague Woodsy Owl, Smokey has a Public Law (P.L. 82-359) protecting him. Congress passed the law in 1952 to prevent Smokey from being used to sell commercial products. It was believed that this would dilute Smokey’s forest fire prevention message. Their strategy seems to have worked. Wildfire prevention is one of the most successful campaigns that the Ad Council has ever produced.
We were screaming/crying so loudly people from the neighboring apartment complex heard us and came over to congratulate us on our hard work!
(And then everyone goes around hugging each other for 15 minutes and those of legal age drink from alcoholic kegs of glory.)
OR finding Obama’s ‘08 CM’s memoir at Dollar Tree or …maybe I shouldn’t go on…