Yesterday I inadvertently offended the Sb Overlords in an interesting way. Since I came on board 2Â½ years ago we’ve had a series of handlers or “community managers” who have all been competent, charming women. Punning a little, I have fondly called them my Ovarylords. To my knowledge this has not raised any hackles before. But yesterday I used the pun while criticising one of our overlords for a traffic-boosting effort that was in my opinion misguided and a little naive. Wrote I, “my Ovarylord suddenly turns into a cheerleader”. This didn’t go over well at all. But to my surprise it seemingly wasn’t the cheerleader part that offended this woman, but my referring to ovaries.
I realise now that this was seen as a case of a WASP male, me, joking about an oppressed group. I can’t tell jokes about Jews or black people or gays. It wouldn’t be funny: it would just be seen as hostile. But I don’t see the Sb Overlords as a oppressed group in relation to myself, regardless of the fact that they’re women and have ovaries. On the contrary, I perceive the Sb Overlords as my bosses.
I live in one of the most gender-equal countries in the world. This may paradoxically make me look like a misogynist to people in other countries since I am not conditioned to treat women as an oppressed group. Women still have a worse average salary here than men. But in Sweden, when a man jokes about women, it is not like a German joking about Jews or a white Texan joking about black people. An ovary is not necessarily an emblem of the oppressed.