Earlier this week I wrote about my lit professor’s astounding faux pas about what constituted that so-called universal franchise in ancient Athens. If you missed the earlier post, he said that everyone had the ability to vote when it turns out that, in reality, it was only men — and not even all men at that. As promised, I did call him out on it during the next class, and he fell all over himself apologizing for his imparting of misinformation. I also received a few very grateful looks and comments from my fellow women students.
After class, the professor took me aside to thank me again. He asked me what I do for a living, because almost all of the students at my school are adults who don’t fit the usual profile of undergrads who are in the 18-22 age range. I mentioned I’m an intern at a magazine, as well as a writer for a feminist blog. While he admitted to not knowing what a blog is, he said “very interesting” when I said “feminist”. God only knows what that means and I didn’t have the energy at 10 p.m. to inquire further.
But I am happy that I spoke up, and it should remind me in the future that keeping one’s mouth shut about stuff like this is a surefire way to keep misinformation about women’s history swept under the rug. So much for keeping my mouth shut. I’m happy I didn’t.