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Nov. 9th, 2011 05:36 pmSo, um, I watched a Quentin Tarantino movie last night. Or, to be totally accurate, I watched the first 37 minutes of a Quentin Tarantino movie before getting bored and switching it off. It's not like I've set out to *avoid* Tarantino movies in the past, I just never happened to watch one. After 37 minutes of "Inglourious Basterds" I'm pretty sure I won't be watching any more Tarantino movies. Actually, the first 10 minutes weren't bad at all. It only got ludicrous with the introduction of Brad Pitt and his battalion swashbuckling around behind enemy lines with improbable amounts of ammo and food. Since I've actually read some non-fiction (emphasis on NON-fiction) about resistance movements in Europe during WWII, I was probably not the target audience for this movie. Oh well, it was only a $2 rental.
I watched some football on the weekend, and found myself with my heart in my mouth when Sian Massey had to make a tough call. Massey is a British P.E. teacher who's the first female match official to work the Premier League. The commentators couldn't quite figure out if she was a linesman, a lineswoman, or a linesperson. Anyway, I'm watching this match Saturday, she flags a goal offside, and the commentators can't tell until they've watched the replay whether she got the call right or not. Which as it happens, she did. And I'm thinking, "Oh shit, oh shit, if it's not offside people are going to say women shouldn't be refs."
And it occurs to me that sooner or later Massey is going to make a bad call. Doesn't matter if she's twice as good at her job as any of the male candidates she beat out (which she probably is, to be a trailblazer like that). Statistically speaking, she will make a bad call someday. At which point certain people will no doubt decide to be enormous assholes and declare her unfit to blow the whistle. And not only her, but declare that this whole daffy experiment with female refs is a failure because one ref with internal genitalia made one bad call. And then I will need to throw cushions at the TV and eat my body weight in chocolate. I'm telling you, I would not want to be Massey for anything.
I watched some football on the weekend, and found myself with my heart in my mouth when Sian Massey had to make a tough call. Massey is a British P.E. teacher who's the first female match official to work the Premier League. The commentators couldn't quite figure out if she was a linesman, a lineswoman, or a linesperson. Anyway, I'm watching this match Saturday, she flags a goal offside, and the commentators can't tell until they've watched the replay whether she got the call right or not. Which as it happens, she did. And I'm thinking, "Oh shit, oh shit, if it's not offside people are going to say women shouldn't be refs."
And it occurs to me that sooner or later Massey is going to make a bad call. Doesn't matter if she's twice as good at her job as any of the male candidates she beat out (which she probably is, to be a trailblazer like that). Statistically speaking, she will make a bad call someday. At which point certain people will no doubt decide to be enormous assholes and declare her unfit to blow the whistle. And not only her, but declare that this whole daffy experiment with female refs is a failure because one ref with internal genitalia made one bad call. And then I will need to throw cushions at the TV and eat my body weight in chocolate. I'm telling you, I would not want to be Massey for anything.
