From Pine View Farm

Echoes of Sexism 0

I was listening to a mystery novel and the reader read

The stenographer was busy with his papers . . . .

I must confess, I was mildly surprised that the stenographer was a he, because, when I was a young ‘un, stenographers were assumed to be shes.

We may not be able to shed the prejudices with which we grew up, but we can certainly make ourselves aware of them and thereby liberate ourselves from their blinders.

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