And what, exactly, am I? Or does a scientist at the CEA not live up to your exacting standards?
OK, so that’s one.
Who wasn’t given due credit when the Nobel prizes were handed out, faced a hostile work environment at the Cavendish, had to put her own career on hold to follow her husband and only got the recognition she deserved after her divorce (I know Prof. Bell-Burnell, I’ve talked to her about the issues of women in science on many an occasion, her struggles against the glass ceiling and the struggles of many other women that she’s talked to on the same subject.). I know the woman, and your assertation that there is no glass ceiling would have her rolling in the aisles.
And I’m telling you that the number of successful men is far far far greater. And in disproportionate numbers to the number of male and female postgraduates and postdocs.
Yes, because a 4nd century scholar has so much relevance to right now.
You wouldn’t. You’re a man. You don’t experience the same discrimination. Its like you saying that racism doesn’t exist because you’ve never experienced it.
Do you know just how many women I know who’ve worked day and night, who’ve sacrificed their home lives, who’ve lived in different countries, different continents, different hemispheres to their spouses/partners/loved ones, who’ve put off having children till they were in their 40s and had established careers? And who, at the end of the day, have still been denied tenure, permanent positions etc because of their gender? For you to suggest that we don’t have the same drive, desire and determination is frankly ridiculous and you know not of what you speak. Speaking for myself, I’ve had to prove myself to be twice as able, twice as determined, have a longer publication list, be a PI on more international projects, win more international observing time and work longer hours than any man I know at the same stage in my field. I’m think that Jennyrosity’s right, and arguing the toss with you on this is like pissing into the wind.
Oh and your assertation that I’m somehow holding myself back due to the perception of a glass ceiling is frankly laughable, which, if you knew me, my work ethic or anything like that, you’d know. I give up, I have papers to write.