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People seem to think that girls are genetically pre-disposed to love pink, and that to say that there’s something wrong with everything for girls being made in pink is somehow denying girls’ human rights. Well, when I was a kid, girls liked lots of different colours. Some liked pink, it’s true, but we all wore lots of different colours 1. I also think that girls played with a greater variety of toys. I was a real tomboy (I’m sure that surprises no-one), and although I did have a few dolls, I also played with Lego, Meccano, my brother’s toy cars and planes, and I made tree-houses and go-carts. I find it a bit creepy that some people seem to think that it’s perfectly normal for little girls to be obsessed with only one colour.

“I like pink, but when you just want something in a different colour, all the choice for girls is pink! So I sometimes even end up getting the boy’s ones, because I would rather have blue than pink!” – Ella, 11, on Newsround, December 2009

(Not much has changed. If you search Early Learning Centre for “toys for girls”, you find a page of pink: the “toys for boys” have a much wider ranger of colours.)
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Magnetic Girls Talk

If you’ve gone anywhere near the Internet in the past few weeks, you’ve probably seen a mocking reference to the pink/purple Bic “pens for HER”. They even made Newsround.

Via Angry Black Lady Chronicles:

  • Before I bought this product I couldn’t write but now I’m an engineer. Mind you, I only design pink, flowery bridges, motorways and sewers. Blue ones would be wrong wouldn’t they.
  • I think this is what they call “product failure.” Gendered razors I get. What woman doesn’t enjoy a nice shaving strip while scraping the hair off their legs? But pink gendered pens? Come on, son. Either come at me with a ribbed-for-her-pleasure pen, or don’t come at me at all. Pink alone ain’t gettin’ it done, IYKWIMAITYD.

Crates and Ribbons also adds pics from Early Learning of their gendered toys, and points out:

Children aren’t born knowing what is expected of their gender. Boys aren’t born believing that it’s shameful to be a girl. Through the toys that we make for them and the messages that we send them, they are taught about their roles and status every day. And when they grow up, they will pass it on to their children in their turn, unless we make an effort to end this cycle and make gender roles a thing of the past.

This kind of thing amuses me and infuriates me in almost equal measure, especially when it comes to childhood favourites like Lego. When the Lego Group knows from its own research that at least 38% of their potential market is girls, and yet they refuse to market real Lego kits to girls because their marketing managers “know” that girls like dolls, not building things, something is deeply wrong. It takes a huge kind of processing error to ignore your own research and act surprised at falling sales.
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For the love of reading

No baby is born homophobic. Or racist. Or sexist. Or with any other kind of bigotry. Babies can recognise their parents surprisingly young (that is, the people who day-to-day provide them with moment-by-moment care: sadly for Crdnl O’Brien, there’s no evidence babies understand the “natural law” of the Catholic Church which says they ought to recognise only genetic parents who are married to each other).

Blue baby rein: train driver - Pink baby reins: princessParents who want to teach their child sexism will find the surrounding culture holds a host of helpful examples, from Lego kits for girls and other “pink or blue” choices onwards – outrageously offensive or so niggling and normalised that you don’t even feel able to protest.

Parents who want to teach their child racism … usually do. Some parents get more help than others, as this honest personal testimony describes – but a host of influences make a baby born without a racist thought in his or her head turn into someone who thinks that “Asian sex gangs” are the big problem for child exploitation in the UK.

Father-son picParents who want to teach their child homophobia and transphobia have a bigger problem. Most homophobic or transphobic parents make the comfortable assumption that their child “just will” acquire their prejudices. This is true in most cases, but parents who also regard the existance of people who are lesbian, gay, bisexual, and transgender, as inappropriate to mention to children, will often find to their horror that their child already knows one or more of “those people” long before their parents think they’re ready to be taught homophobic/transphobic bigotry.
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Barbie and Elevator Guy: science and sexism

Many years ago I was struggling at Maths O-grade. My parents (bless them) paid a maths graduate from the university for a couple of hours tuition once a week, for two or three months before I took the exam, and his careful explanations helped a lot. I’d concluded I wasn’t good at maths. He asked me, towards the end of our last session, to add the numbers 1 to 100 together and give him the answer. “In my head?” I asked him. “Any way you like,” he told me. I had pen and paper and a calculator to hand. My first thought was to start adding 1+2+3+4… and then I thought, no, if I add 1+100 that’s 101, if I add 2+99 that’s 101, there will be 50 such additions, so the answer’s 5050. And I told him. It took me about a minute. He smiled, and he told me this story about Carl Friedrich Gauss.

A teacher had given the class some busywork to do – just that problem, add together the numbers one to a hundred. The teacher expected this to occupy the class for quite a while as they added 1+2+3+4+5… but the boy Gauss thought about the problem for a few minutes and got the answer. It is a well-known story among mathmos, but not one I’d ever heard, and I’d never been presented with that problem before.

In 1989 the Barbie Liberation Organization was formed. In 1992 they carried out the best customer action against sexist toys ever:

Taking advantage of similarities in the voice hardware of Teen Talk Barbie and the Talking Duke G.I. Joe doll, er, “action figure,” they [bought] several hundred of each and performed a stereotype-change operation on the lot.
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Is your child normal or is he a girl?

A small boy I looked after sometimes had been given a real computer for his 7th birthday – a second-hand BBC Micro, which will tell you how long ago this was. He showed me it, full of pride and joy, and the 5 1/4″ disk full of pre-written games. I told him “Did you know you could write your own?” and he said no, and I said “I’ll show you, it’s really good!” and right then I showed him how to write his first computer program. His attention span for a text-based game did not last long – he wanted to play Chuckie-Egg – but as I was showing him how to enter lines of code that would let him tell the computer to do things, he looked up at me and said spontaneously “I hate girls!”

I had a momentary but profound shock. Then I said “I’m a girl. Do you hate me?” (I was 20, a terribly serious feminist, and would never have accepted being called a “girl” by anyone under the age of say, about seventy. Shut up. I was making a point.)

“No,” he said, looking embarrassed.

His sisters were both years older than him and doted on him. I named them. “They’re girls. Do you hate them?”

“No,” he said, looking really embarrassed now.

“So what do you mean, you hate girls?”

We clarified that he meant girls at school, girls in his class, and without any comment at all I went right back to showing him how to program his computer until he declared he was bored with this and we could play Chuckie-Egg. (I beat him, because I’m mean like that.)

The new Lego for Friends is, by all report, not actually “for girls” except that the kits are in what’s been culturally defined as girly colours and girly kits.

I stopped playing with Lego some years before I was 14. I can’t be more precise, but when I was 14 we moved house, and if any of us three kids had still been playing with the Lego regularly, our mum would probably have kept it. As she donated it, I’m pretty sure we’d all stopped building with it for years by that time. In our family, toys were usually only the private property of one child if defended with a lot of aggro – and my mum, a traditional-type feminist, was pleased to have her son playing with culturally-defined “girls toys” or her daughters playing with culturally-defined “boys toys”. (She denied the distinction existed, but of course we knew it did.) But Lego never came into that category: like the poster paints and the plasticine, Lego was just something we all built with. Like this 14-year-old girl who could have been me.

I’ve been following the problems friends who are now parents are having with buying toys for their children that aren’t “boys toys” or “girls toys” – a friend swore off Early Learning Centre forever because of the segregation problem:

there are tape recorders and electric keyboards, identical but for colour and decoration (pink with flowers; blue with circle-y things). The packaging on each shows girls and boys respectively; posed almost identically in what is clearly the same set. Look here for a nice clear illustration. The final proof comes at the checkout, by the way. It might be “Cool Keyboard – blue” on the website, but take it to the cash desk in the shop and I’ll guarantee it comes up as “keyboard boys”. I know because I bought Firstborn [a girl] this easel once.

As everyone, I hope, knows, “girls like pink” is a 20th-century invention, as childhood became culturally defined and commercialised in the Victorian era, it got definitely settled that one colour was for girls and one colour was for boys:

As part of this differentiation, there seems to have been an effort to establish characteristic colors for girls and boys. But it took decades to develop a consensus on what those colors were. For years one camp claimed pink was the boys’ color and blue the girls’. A 1905 Times article said so, and Parents magazine was still saying it as late as 1939. Why pink for boys? Some argued that pink was a close relative of red, which was seen as a fiery, manly color. Others traced the association of blue with girls to the frequent depiction of the Virgin Mary in blue.

That’s from Cecil Adams at The Straight Dope, who goes on to say that “Nobody really knows” why this happened, or why the colours had come down the other way by the end of WWII.

A mother of a daughter – both Lego fans – discovered that now the new line “Lego Friends” had come out, her daughter had been unilaterally switched to the new “Lego for Girls” version of the monthly magazine, and that from now on, the “regular” magazine would be boys only. She says:

The usual two page spread dedicated to kids’ own creations is still there – but every photo shows a girl. This concerns me, as it implies that the other magazine will never again feature a photo of a girl, they’ll be saved for the Girls magazine. … I suspect this move was simply out of fear that they would lose existing (male) customers by polluting their experience with contagious girl stuff. … To me, the biggest problem is that in producing a specifically girl focused edition, all female content is sidelined there. As LEGO have confirmed, regardless of which version your daughter may subscribe to, if she sends in a photo of herself with her own LEGO creation it will appear in, and only in, the girl edition. While I can see some positives in showing lots of girls enjoying LEGO, this means that the standard edition contains zero girls. They are erased from the male experience of LEGO.

And then there’s that gamer who described overhearing a man trying to teach his son – violently – what a boy ought to like:

Eventually, I helped the brothers pick a game called “Mirror’s Edge.” The youngest was pretty excited about the game, and then he specifically asked me, “Do you have any girl color controllers?” I directed him to the only colored controllers we have, which include pink and purple ones. He grabbed the purple one, and informed me purple was his FAVORITE. The boys had been taking awhile, so their father eventually came in. He saw the game, and the controller, and started in on the youngest about how he needs to pick something different. Something more manly. Something with guns and fighting, and certainly not a purple controller.

The whole pink-and-blue thing isn’t to make girls into girls. It is to set off “what’s girly” so that boys can enjoy playing with their favourite toys without their parents getting freaked that their son is “just like a girl”. Remember the little boy who dressed up in a Daphne costume for a kindergarten Hallowe’en party? His mother writes:

A year later, looking back on the events before and after Halloween, I still struggle to understand what all the fuss was about. The silly thing is that everybody else put far more thought into the costume than my son did. He loved Scooby Doo the cartoon, but he had already dressed as Scooby Doo, the dog, for a past Halloween. He looks just like the Scooby Doo character Fred in real life, so he didn’t see a lot of costume potential there. The obvious choice, to him at least, was Daphne — orange wig, purple outfit — can’t get much more fun than that.

But from comments left and right, it matters.

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It already IS a girl’s toy

Years ago, my mother made one of the best toy-purchasing decisions ever: she bought myself and my brother and sister three hundred-brick boxes of Legos.

And for years afterward, we got extension kits. I still remember a Lego car I got for Christmas which I put together carefully that afternoon: a Lego ship that really floated (and provided a convenient platform for bathtime engineering experiments: how high a tower could I build on the Lego ship before it overturned?) and a Lego family, the classic heterosexist yellow-faced Mum, Dad, Girl, and Boy. (Their hair was detachable and interchangeable, so I used to give the Girl the Boy’s hair. On him it was trite, on her it looked cool. I would have said dykely if I’d had that word in my vocabulary at ten.)

Our Lego set built bridges, houses, towers, walls: giant multi-wheeled vehicles: staircases and pyramids: and it was a convenient source of tokens for Murder in the Dark. (We had white, red, blue, green, and black bricks, as I remember: if you drew the black lego brick you were the Murderer.)

When Lego markets kits “to girls” what does this say about all the years of Lego before now?

If parents haven’t been buying Lego kits for girls is this because girls don’t like toys unless they’re pink and purple, or because Lego has been marketing their kits as “boy’s toys”?

Agree with this (Twin Coach on Facebook):

We KNOW you aren’t replacing the old LEGOs, the point everyone is TRYING to make is that you say the reason you created LEGO Friends is to capture the market you were missing & that only 10% of your customers are female. But if you look at the hundreds & hundreds & hundreds of comments people have left you can see that GIRLS LOVE LEGOS JUST AS THEY ARE. There is no need to create a glossy, pink, fluffy version of it that caters to gender stereotypes. Just bring back your awesome old ad that shows a REAL girl having fun with LEGOS. Remind parents why LEGOS are awesome for their daughters because they inspire creativity and build brain power.

From a community called Bricks of Truth

Olivia’s Inventor Workshop: This is just one of the new sets – after research feedback from real girls, TLG has built a bridge to brick creations for girls who like American Girls dolls, yet want to build their playsets based on their own imaginations! Of course anyone can buy Friends sets – boys like the new elements too!

I guess I was never one of the “real girls” that Lego would have taken “research feedback” from. I never played with anything like “American Dolls”.

I played with Lego.

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