So one of my Scouty contacts is 27 today.
He is bemoaning his new-found “crispiness” as he puts it. Actually, 27 is a big thing in Scouts Canada… he can no longer be a Rover Scout, so I was a little more sensitive than his youthful whine would normally have solicited.
Indeed, I even tried to cheer him up with the well established adage that “You’re only as old as the woman you feel”. OK, so it is a tiny incy wincy bit sexist, but I think ultimately the fact that I said it proves my point – you don’t HAVE to grow up, just because you get old. Plainly I’m a case in point! Being aware of sexist remarks comes with age and experience, ergo sexism is childish. Ergo men are doomed to remain sexist, since we struggle to grow up.
Of course, I look for excuses outside myself (also a childish behaviour). Personally, I favour evolution. Men would have been regularly trampled by mammoths or fall off cliffs trying to collect eggs well before they needed to stop having fun and take on any real responsibilities. Evolution never needed to select for responsibility, since that developed AFTER you’ve mated and subsequently fallen off a cliff due to shoddy placement of your protection, and trying to summit before dark. (Climbing joke, just smile and carry on).
Women of course needed to develop stability and thoughtful consideration in order to safely bring up the offspring. Even if their better sense told them to drown the ones with boy-bits. Men – no they were all about showing off, hunting and getting laid. So nothing really changes, does it? Except maybe the addition of options since the discovery of the brewing process. Civilisation (as we’ll laughingly call it) has bypassed the whole evolutionary thing and left us men ill-equipped to deal with today’s reality. Our minds have cheated and side-stepped the whole genetic adaptation game totally, leaving us with a mental attitude that had a life expectancy of say 20-30 now living into our 70s… and the tools to do way more damage!
So here we are, with the male of the species genetically unprepared to live beyond youthful playfulness, yet now typically living well into old age. And look at the harm that causes! Old men are in positions of power both economically and politically (in the few countries it’s not actually the same thing). The women have the skills, but the men make the rules. Perhaps politicians and CEOs should have to collect eggs from a cliff freestyle before they’re sworn in.
Where was I going before that surprisingly pro-feminist rant?
Oh yes – Lego. I love Lego. Because I’m male and therefore childish. :o)
Actually, I do seriously believe that play is an important part of how we learn – at any age – and Lego is a great engineering and design tool as well as a toy for younger fingers to learn dexterity and problem solving in the physical world. And so I wanted to make you aware, dear, patient reader (and I am truly grateful you choose to spend your limited time on this spinning rock reading my random irrelevancies) of a web page I found that really pushed the boundaries of Lego. Enjoy, if you will Funky Lego Gift Bags on Design Soak.