Last night I searched Youtube for women’s tutorials on how to do a pull-up . The good news is that there seems to be a consensus: 5 simple/agonizing steps and you’re golden in about two months. But then I got busy puttering around the house and left Youtube to do its thing, to take me into its psychedelic rabbit hole of auto-play while I blew soap bubbles at the dishes.
We cycled through several distinct sets of videos:
There were shouty ones about How To Get Ripped Fast (Go to the gym and get your nutrition right, bro! Rooooaaaar!), and then a strange set of either inspirational montages of buff women working out or softcore porn (sometimes the music would cut out for minutes at a time and the women would just be there silently squatting with barbells, looking over their shoulders at the camera, which I believe is not the recommended posture when you are weightlifting). And finally, the self-help gurus pontificating on how to pick up women at the gym.
By this time, my black beans were boiled, laundry sorted, and I was ready to put Youtube to bed. But it got me thinking, have we come full circle?
So all these women want to do pullups and all these men want to pick women up. There should be a win-win somewhere around here... Or maybe not. In the meantime, at least we have a consensus: a woman’s place is at the top.
My name is Nasreen. I write micro essays, one-liners, and other small things. Most of them were funny at some point, at least to me.