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How many of you, women, have ever been directly counseled to disguise your intelligence? Or at least directly told that it is unbecoming?
The first man to ever do so (to me) was very sensitive, so I was shocked by his advice. To make sure I hadn't misunderstood him, I asked, "You think I should act dumb?" "No, that's not what I'm saying. Just maybe you don't need to show your smarts so much."
At dinner a few months ago, a family friend said, "I don't want a girlfriend who is smarter than me."
Men have asked me to stop trying to impress them with my vocabulary.
And two men with whom I associated for a few months repeatedly sneered, "You're too smart for your own good." The interesting thing about their method was that while at the same time they told me I was too smart (as if one could be), they also called me clueless, space-cadet, other epithets designed to make me aware of how flakey and dizzy they thought I was. It's not at all a good thing for you to be smart; be silly, instead. No, wait, you are silly.
When I wouldn't yield to the first "insult," the two of them (no matter how unintentionally) effectively diminished my self-esteem so that I at least wouldn't *express* my intelligence.
I wasn't trying to assert my intelligence. I wasn't even aware that I was a chronic social rule-breaker in that sense. But the cudgel was wielded to get me back in line; it worked. I was scared of saying what I thought, knowing that it was unbecoming of me to be smart, and I was too proud to appear dumb. --The result was my silence.
I just wonder how often this lesson has been so explicit for others, as it has been for me. Because I usually tend to focus on the implied pressures even when I have these obvious instructions in front of me. |
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