tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25425497.post-83407354599543954412008-05-03T03:48:00.000-07:002008-05-03T03:48:00.000-07:00I will never forget my surprise and utter *confusion* when a young-me came to school with a red ewok-laden lunch box and was told, quite simply, that it was a "boy's" lunchbox.<BR/><BR/>I couldn't comprehend what that meant - had I accidentally bought something I couldn't use? I seemed to be using it just fine... Did this mean the kids were going to think I was a boy? It was really confusing for me as a child to figure out what was going on. It took awhile (I'm a bit slow with these things) but I finally realized that what all the children meant was that girls *ought* to carry pink lunchboxes simply because they overwhelmingly *did* carry pink lunchboxes.<BR/><BR/>It would be another dozen years before Hume's claim that you can't get an ought from an is would remind me of that lunchbox!Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05830094293166211231noreply@blogger.com