“Fattest of presidents joins foot race” Taft added to Nationals Presidents’ Race
Thanks, CNN, for making it so obvious about the things that count about former President William Taft. “Fattest of presidents joins foot race” was the headline when I checked the news a few minutes ago. I live in DC; this rumor has been floating through all corners the past few days. But to make his contribution to a capital-city funtime/random President’s Race for the Nationals his weight? The headline linked over to an article by the Bleacher Report. I’ve been to games, seen the race, most recently seen the mascots dancing at an Inaugural Ball. It’s funny. Former presidents with giant heads running around a baseball field is admittedly comical. But I mostly respect the nod to our founding, to our continued national leadership by being in the US capital. Taft, regardless of political affiliations, made a sacrifice to help lead this country, be in the limelight and critics view always, because he believed in it. Not my first pick at a very public job. Any president, no matter what, willingly chooses that path. So to have the article link, and this paragraph describing him included, makes me pretty upset and sad for this country.
For those unfamiliar, Taft was a rather large man, and he is regarded as one of the fattest presidents in history (h/t Chestnet.com). He once famously got stuck in his bathtub. The Nationals will undoubtedly ensure that this characteristic is emphasized in the costume design.
Yeah, and he was also a President of the United States. By the way.
Submitted by the Tumblr-less Sarah!
“Unpacking Male Privilege”
Found this article today and wanted to share with this Tumblr community. Someone’s great response to the cacophony of articles, tweets, etc on the “pledge” floating around to stop all-male conference panels. Of particular note:
As if women and racial minorities are now pitted against each other, vying for the enviable “token” status. As if gender diversity and racial diversity are mutually exclusive issues. As if we’re only capable of addressingone minority group at a time, and it must the least-represented.
And there’s that word again: privileged.
The word is frequently misused and is now commonly interpreted to mean “born with a silver spoon in your mouth” or “never had to work for anything,” but that’s a distortion of the actual definition. Privilege is more about advantage and immunity than wealth or work ethic.
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