I’d say it still stands. Being a volunteer and being president of the society I see almost a 45/55 split for women. So slightly more, but not a huge amount. I would say it’s probably close to 50/50 of the people who contact me based upon my tree.
I can see where you might think it’s more skewed towards woman based upon Ancestry commercials and such, and I thought the same thing a long time ago, but I’ve not seen it work out that way in reality.
I like the way you phrased that. I’m happy when I hear a photographer, male or female, who can express their passion for the art.
Some of my fondest memories of photography are of being five years old and standing quietly in the corner of my mother’s darkroom, watching in the dim orange light as the magic happened in the chemical trays. For some reason my older brother was never there, so as far as I can recall, my mother’s photography was something special just between us.
Another anecdotal data point, both of my parents did serious research into their respective family histories, my father however was the one who bought and used genealogy software to help record his results, and my mother used scrapbooks.
It would indeed seem that (whether – as pondered on in this thread – from nature, nurture, or some of each) strong interest in modes of transport in common; and military equipment; is very highly predominantly a male trait. There are, in my perception, however, female car buffs – not highly numerous, but not all that rare.
Well; railway enthusiasts often, self-mockingly, claim to be aware that their consuming passion for their hobby is not mentally healthy, and makes them decidedly weird. They suggest that someone who could devise a reliable means of curing their regrettable “sickness”, would be in line for making a fortune.
(No dig on you, BTW) The idea that the bow is an appropriate weapon for weaker people is wrong. Warbows pull over 100 pounds, shooting more than 2 or 2 arrows in quick succession requieres lots of strength. Also, most swords do not require massive strength, most weighing about 1 to 1.5 kilos.
I would guess that in fantasy this trope owes a lot to classical mythology, as Artemis/Diana and the Amazons are commonly depicted with bows and arrows.
I kind of got into ancestry research because I came across a whole journal of research my great grandmother did on my mother’s side of the family. Unfortunately I never had the energy to do my own research into my father’s side of the family.
(Please don’t start listing female jazz instrumentalists and male jazz singers. I already know that there are several notable exceptions, including entirely female jazz bands. But on the whole, in general, this is what you’ll find. :))
Several years ago, my nieces, who are now 15 and 17, went to a local summer day camp for this, for kids 10 to 14. Out of 20 or 25 participants, they were the only girls.
I have some friends, a straight married couple, who used to breed and show cats, and their best friends were of a similar demographic. The other men they knew were either married to a woman who shared their interest, or they were gay (and now could potentially be married to another man; that wasn’t the case when they did this).
I didn’t observe the attendees enough to notice; I’m talking about the people who participated in showing the animals.
That’s true, and I can’t think of a single female prog musician except for the aforementioned Boston bassists, and the woman who sang with them, and calling Boston prog is stretching it a bit, although they toured with quite a few prog bands (including Rush, BTW) in their early days.
Yeah, I’m a female prog fan. So is my 15-year-old niece; her favorite band is Queen, and she can pick Steve Howe’s guitar playing out of a crowd.
I saw Rush 4 times (1982, 1990, and twice in one week in 1994) and each time, I’d say the crowd was about 1/3 women, and the girls/women I saw there that I knew were as surprised to see me there as I was to see them.
The 1982 show was about a year after I graduated from high school, and I swear I saw half my class there! At both our 5- and 10-year reunions, I couldn’t tell you how many times I heard someone say, “Last time I saw you was at that Rush concert!”