Slightly off topic, as a part of the “lower classes”, I’ve found this socioeconomic position to be more than enlightening to gender discrimination. My dad taught me that when something needs to be done you do it, and you don’t screw around. Yet time and time again I witness that some men can’t control their need to assert their “superiority” and insert themselves into women’s business, without a polite ‘can I give you a hand?’, and finish the task, complaining when the women don’t throw themselves at their feet with gratitude…meanwhile there’s other work they could and should be doing. I recall a time when a “gentleman” tore a tire iron out of my hands and changed my tire, although I was in a hurry and he took forever, yapping the whole time, taking no notice that I was dirty, greasy, and wearing my Midas uniform.

Sam, did you say something? I’m sorry, I wasn’t listening. It’s really cute you have an opinion, though.

My favorite quote: “A satirical poem in one U.S. paper, for instance, suggested bloomers were a sort of “gateway garment,” the wearers of which might go on to participate in such dastardly pursuits as business or reading.”

oooooooooooooooo, spooky… Next thing you know, those uppity, bike riding wenches will be running for President of the United States of America.

Then they got a bike, and suddenly they could go out, get around, wear lighter clothing, breathe, it was awesome.

Also, the word is “strait-laced.” (www.etymonline.com/index.php?term=strait) It goes back to Old French estrait, while “straight” goes back to Old English streht.