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I think you need the word "master" to mean something before "master of slaves" can mean anything, right? Is it etymologically obvious that the first original meaning relates to slavery? I mean, master of a house? ("If the thief be not found, the master of the house must appear before the judges..." -Exodus) Master of an animal? ("his master's voice" from RCA) Genuinely asking -- is "mastery" of a subject matter or skill okay? Like, if first grade teacher says "little Billy has really mastered arithmetic," has she gone too far? |
Is “maestro” out? How about master’s degree? |
What about master of the house? Keeper of the zoo? I don’t feel it has to relate to slaves. |
| I'd just ignore the comments and keep on with whatever the stream of the conversations otherwise was. If your concern is not alienating them, that is the only way to go. |
Cant you be the master of something without it referring to slaves? Is a Masters degree offensive now too? |
| The word master comes from the Latin magister - meaning chief, head, or director. So simmer down people. |
Incorrect. It eventually also took on that meaning. In the broadest sense, "one who has power to control, use, or dispose (of something or some quality) at will," from mid-14c. Also from mid-14c. as "one who employs another or others in his service" (in which sense the correlative word was servant, man, or apprentice); also "owner of a living creature" (a dog, a horse, also, in ancient contexts a slave); paired with slave in the legal language of the American colonies by 1705 in Virginia. https://www.etymonline.com/word/master |
Let's see the racial breakdown of masters degree holders and then decide. If the percentages don't correspond to the population, we have to judge it racist and think of a new name, because it's just emphasizing inequity. |
| I would have responded "Human! I know the ladybug is a female. But, for your future reference, ladybugs are only ever female or male." |
There need to be more people like you in the world. |
| I don't want anyone to feel discriminated against, I don't care what bathroom anyone uses, and I'm happy to address anyone by any pronouns they want. But if I'm being totally anonymously honest -- I don't really see why any person has to transition at all if gender is just a social construct, non-binary, etc. |
+1. I also won't discriminate, but don't give a crap if someone agrees with what words I use to describe a floral pattern, a lady bug, or a master bathroom. Bug off |
I agree. I genuinely buy that gender is a social construct, and I wish that people would just express whatever gender identity they want in the bodies they have. It seems harmful to me to say that because you feel stereotypically feminine you need to be in a female body, because it implies a that gender has a biological component. That said, I think the real answer is that as long as society links stereotypically feminine traits with a female body and male traits with a male body, people will feel like they are in the “wrong” body. And people shouldn’t have to go through life feeling that way, even if transitioning kind of reinforces the problem |
Well, because gender is a construct, and as long as it is the norm, people will feel that they are being forced into a corner that they don’t belong in. There is a lot of pejorative and negative connotation to not fitting into your gender. Imagine from the beginning of your life, someone tells you that you’re going to be a professional ballet dancer because when you were born, you had a certain toe configuration. You live your life, but everyone is always telling you you you have to go to ballet class, although you like math. You go to ballet class, you wear a tutu, but really, you hate it and feel ridiculous and are wondering about the quadratic equation. Everyone keeps talking about your toes, and how important they are, and how because of them, you have to be a dancer. You keep going, but fall a million times. Your body feels stiff and unaware and the tutu really, really itches. They keep making you go all.the.time, and it hurts every time you go. You’d rather just be doing math, and you keep telling everyone that, but they’ve already decided you’ll be a ballet dancer, but no one asked you. Your father is a mathematician. You love spending time with him, and you look just like him, with your blue eyes and wide smile. You spend hours on end, discussion mathematics with him, and his friends, and see yourself in their bodies. Your love your mom, but you don’t see yourself in her. Except those toes. Time spent is hard and awkward. But she does ballet, and of all the things similar to your father, it’s apparently the toes that matter, and you’re going to be a ballet dancer. You hate it, it hurts, y8r don’t identify with it, and there are things that are familiar and make you happy, but no one is listening. |
But you don't actually need a new body to be a mathematician -- society is just telling you that you do. Transitioning reinforces that wrong message. |