JASON DE VILLA WRITES, in A Hundred Words A Day, about the mandatory signage shown above in one of Manila’s Mass Railway Transit (MRT) stations:
What were the operators of the MRT thinking? Lumping women, who have fought for decades against the image of being the “weaker sex,” with the elderly, children, and the disabled!
As a willing crusader for female rights—read my essay on female fortitude—I am with Jason on this. What appalls me are the very low taste levels and offensive judgment evident in making the signage. The physically challenged, both elderly and handicapped, correctly require such special treatment in a massive public facility like the MRT. However, by including the whole female gender in the category of preferential treatment, the message thus reads: “Women are physically challenged; they cannot be in the same place as men.”
Our generation has seen the most promising advances in ensuring the equality of men and women in the past 163 years. Perhaps we need a train station signage such as this to remind us that trains of thought are still arriving from a different direction . . . and that so much is yet to be done to redirect railways towards building a global society.
Not only that, but are they also saying that 'elderly, children and disabled passengers' are NOT female. Weird, eh?
Someone posted on Jason's thread that the discrimination is directed, not against women, but against men.
The day will come when men take the cudgels to fight for, uh, men's rights.
Ah, I long for the day when we men get the privilege of having our own carriages in the MRT/LRT.
I don't mind getting a separate carriage, as long as the signage at the loading dock does not read:
"Loading Area for Men and Pets."
:: Paul A.
Not sure if you remember me, but you still make me giggle, Paul!
:-) Bahiyyih Young
(BWC Floor Crew July '00-'01)
BAHIYYIH! What a most pleasant, most welcome surprise! How can I ever forget the first of two non-Filipino altos that I ever met in my life (the other being Sima Rowshan)?
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:: Paul A.
I am not sure if you remember me, but you make me giggle too. You also make me fall asleep on your couch holding the 2-minute-plastic hour-glass)during a raging game of pictionary.
I would presume to think this is an oasis of calm loading for those females who so desire, rather than fighting the boisterous, testosterone filled, pushing crowds. But, seeing how the babushka were the most feared components of the crowds on mass transit in Russia, I wont be too attached to my thoughts.
Oh, I remember you! Yes, you slept UPRIGHT while the rest of humanity (Corinne,Nancy, Sharon, Romina, Behrooz, Kurt, and Kevin) played and ate my leche flan.
Do you still have the hour-glass figure?
behi makes me giggle, even on someone else's blog.
paul, i don't know if you remember me, but you thought i was tom and sharon's daughter (which i wasn't) (until recently, in a manner of speaking).
i think you may enjoy this image too.
love from leila
Oh, yes, I do remember you! What a bizarre way to remember each other. Not that Behi is bizarre, but it waz bizarre that I met you with a bizarre zuggeztion that you were beezy az Tom and Zharon Mann'z daughter in a bazaar. Zo, doez thiz zuffize?
uhm ... i'm usually very good at this sort of thing, but i'm failing to understand what you mean by "beezy"? it didn't require a lot of concentration or anything, since it was a surprise that they said that anyway.
Me too! I have no clue what the hell I am talking about.
But is zure zounds zo muzical, right? "Beezy Az A Bazaar". One day I will write a musical about Behi Being Beezy.
Ok Paul shut up.
i think you should Carry on.
love from leila
Oh, carry On. I met him last year in Phnom Penh. But he weighed heavier than me, so I couldn't carry him. So I think he dated his childhood sweetheart after that.
Quibble me indeed . . .
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