The woman says that women had more power during the Victorian era, even though they couldn't vote or anything, and also, being black in the 1880s was a lot like their situation now, being different from the mainstream. ^o) ^o)
The Chrismans have faced backlash from the Internet after Sarah Chrisman wrote an essay for Vox about their life. People online noted that women didn't have the right to vote during the Victorian era, but Sarah and Gabriel Chrisman said they don't see voting as an important issue.
"Actually, [women] had a lot more power than they do now in many ways, and the thing is that the power that women had back then, they've lost," Sarah Chrisman said. "What is so important about a vote? … I think that voting in general is overrated for everyone."
"America started with a lot less voters than they've eventually become. You know, they had a great restriction on who could vote," Gabriel Chrisman said. "The conception of who should vote has evolved over time, but again it's really, it's something that we don't necessarily see as being the most important thing in the world."
Others online also noted that minorities were not entitled to the same privileges as white people had during that time period.
"The thing is that there are certain parts of the country now where it is not comfortable to be different from the mainstream population whatever that might be whether the main population is white or black or what have you," Sarah Chrisman said. "These all come down to things that are part of the human condition, that we still all deal with."
Oh yes your lifestyle choice of playing at being a Victorian and the reactions you get from others for it is exactly like the experiences of POC. Mmmmhhmm.
Please tell me more about how women were more powerful way back when. Because you're ability to freely speak, write a book and a blog, be able to own property, and - you know - generally be seen and treated as a human being have really made women powerless and weak.
You know how sometimes you want to argue with someone, but everything they say is so stupid and logic-defying that you can't even argue? That's how I feel about the part you pasted. And I think they exaggerate a bit. Are there really that many people putting their hands on her waist and then getting indignant when she takes their hands off?
Did she ever explain all the powers that Victorian women apparently possessed? If it's the power to drive a man wild with a glance at your bare ankle, I'll take voting, thanks.
remember when women were 2nd class citizens who couldn't vote and had to wear corsets so as to appear attractive to the important menfolk? and then everyone's kids got scarlet fever or smallpox and died? good times good times. If ONLY we could go back to that wonderful era ..
Post by Skyesthelimit1212 on Nov 6, 2015 8:56:56 GMT -5
She apparently the Victorian age she lives in people aren't poor. Women aren't having to raise multiple children without their consent, men and children aren't working in dangerous conditions, children aren't dying from scarlet fever and whopping cough. There aren't tenements packed so tightly that a small spark could set one on fire.
What is her idea of "power" being able to get a dress allowance from her husband and budgeting it. Oh I know, her power is being able to rearrange her sitting room the way she likes it.
who wants to pretend to live as a POOR Victorian like most Victorians were? I mean, you could actually die living that way and you probably wouldn't sell any books at all because, ew. Nobody want's to see your gnarled hands from being hunched over a sewing machine for 13 hours a day and gaunt underfed body and eight hungry children with sad eyes trailing behind you. That would just be depressing
Does anyone watch The Knick? Every time I watch now I think of those idiots. I want her to give birth in the Knickerbocker hospital. And need a c section. Maybe get fed some food by Typhoid Mary.
I was just about to say, haven't these assholes watched The Knick? I'll take all the modern medicine, please.
Oh, please do a reality show! I can't wait until she delivers,a child with a doctor that has not washed his hands, because the connection between handwashing and childbed fever wasn't made until the 1880's. And then she can re-enact The Yellow Wallpaper, and spend some time in a Victorian mental institution for 'hysteria.' So many fun ideas!
This has to be a prank of some kind right? Weird performance art they hope to turn into a TV series or something? They are barely comprehensible.
She has a book coming out, and a blog. Because of course she does.
So unless I am forgetting my history lessons, computers weren't around in the Victorian age, 1837 - 1901. Type-writers were invented in 1701 but everything was reproduced by hand so ummm...Victorian until it's not convenient?
And I think they exaggerate a bit. Are there really that many people putting their hands on her waist and then getting indignant when she takes their hands off?
Back when we first talked about them, I read her blog entry about the time she and Gabriel went to see some lilacs or something, and she talked in great detail about how any time they go ANYWHERE they have to use their special tricycles to literally build a fence around her so she can eat a sandwich without people trying to touch her. And of course, in the story, some woman winds up climbing over the bikes to get to her anyway.
She apparently the Victorian age she lives in people aren't poor. Women aren't having to raise multiple children without their consent, men and children aren't working in dangerous conditions, children aren't dying from scarlet fever and whopping cough. There aren't tenements packed so tightly that a small spark could set one on fire.
What is her idea of "power" being able to get a dress allowance from her husband and budgeting it. Oh I know, her power is being able to rearrange her sitting room the way she likes it.
This reminds me of a song by Emilie Autumn about women in the Victorian Era.
Marry me, he said, through his rotten teeth, bad breath, and then Marry me instead of that strapping young goatherd, but when I was in his bed, and my father had sold me I knew I hadn't any choice, hushed my voice, did what any girl would do and When I'm beheaded at least I was wedded And when I am buried at least I was married I'll hide my behavior with wine as my savior
But, oh, what beautiful things I'll wear What beautiful dresses and hair I'm lucky to share his bed Especially since I'll soon be dead
Marry me, he said, god, he's ugly, but fortune is ours Running in the gardens enjoying men, women, and flowers Then I break a glass and I slit my own innermost thigh So that I can pretend that I'm menstru...well, unavailable My life is arranged but this union's deranged So I'll fuck who I choose for I've nothing to lose And when master's displeased I'll be down on my knees again
Oh, what beautiful things I'll wear What beautiful dresses and hair I'm lucky to share his bed Especially since I'll soon be dead
When dining on peacock I know I won't swallow Through balls, births, and bridge games I know what will follow We're coupled together through hell, hurt, and hunger Or at least until husband finds someone younger Yes, fertilization is part of my station I laugh as he drabs me in anticipation Of sons who will run things when I'm under covers But whose children are they? Why, mine and my lover's!
But, oh, what beautiful things I'll wear What beautiful dresses and hair I'm lucky to share his bed Especially since I'll soon be dead What beautiful things I'll wear What beautiful dresses and hair I'm lucky to share his bed So why do I wish I was..