... Picture Day!
Unsurprisingly, I am not one who stresses or frets over driver license, passport, or work ID pictures, so when faculty were instructed to get their picture taken for new ID badges while the yearbook photographers were on campus, I quietly exchanged my usual earth-toned button down shirt for a recent gift from colleague and friend, JI:
Soon, I will add to this post with a picture of the actual ID badge or, failing that, a picture of myself teaching in the iconic 'Kenough' shirt on some Friday in the near future...
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| Image courtesy of IR, most favored daughter |
Although I am surrounded by those who have, I have yet to see the Barbie movie (I did catch the awesome Oppenheimer in the theaters though in case you were wondering if I was aloof from the entire Barbenheimer summer culture). I did not own any Barbie paraphernalia when growing up either but I do recall wondering if I was suppose to 'like' Barbie or Barbie-types girls when I was about 8 years old or so. Maybe all little boys in the 70's had this fleeting thought or maybe it was just those of us named Ken?
Many have written about and studied the harm those early Barbie dolls have done to little girls over their early years in the self-image department. But what about us Kens? Where's our longitudinal study about the harm in our perception of women? Mattel, best start writing a big ole check address to "Ken Ough"! ;)
=======October update
A bit disappointed by my school ID picture (although an enigmatic "I am ..." statement is not so bad I guess). Maybe Mom will still want to order some wallet sized ones?
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