Hey, no worries. Conversations happen with however many words they happen. Not to mention, I've been thinking about personhood, so when I saw your post I kinda jumped on it.
I have some hang ups about control, and choice, and thus control of choice- thus my word choice. But I'm glad you enjoyed it. I generally see control of self as playing into, at least to some extent, the perception of others of me. For instance, dress, hygiene, manners, etc. (And thus I delight in these weird little quirks of appearance- my ears are gauged, but I wear plugs that look "normal", all of my piercings are malleable, etc.)
I don't know that I had meta-cognition before I was 13 or so-- but I was stubborn as hell, and knew what I wasn't, at least. Catholic grade school, what can I say. Actually, I take that back. I was probably in 5th grade when I decided that indulging my temper wasn't worth it, most of the time.
I've always been seen as older then I am, more mature, whatever, so actually the rate of being dismissed based on age hasn't really changed for me, after about 15 or so. Being dismissed on account of gender or social signals, yeah. Possibly why I am more hung up on control of action and non-action then age and perception of age. The incident with your camper is *full of lose*. On their part, not yours. (I don't know that I've felt maternal instinct-- big sister instinct, on the other hand, a lot, and for more then just my biological siblings.)
(Also, on a side note, 9/11 didn't do much for me. Which is weird, among people our age, I think.)
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Date: 2009-12-29 05:53 am (UTC)I have some hang ups about control, and choice, and thus control of choice- thus my word choice. But I'm glad you enjoyed it.
I generally see control of self as playing into, at least to some extent, the perception of others of me. For instance, dress, hygiene, manners, etc. (And thus I delight in these weird little quirks of appearance- my ears are gauged, but I wear plugs that look "normal", all of my piercings are malleable, etc.)
I don't know that I had meta-cognition before I was 13 or so-- but I was stubborn as hell, and knew what I wasn't, at least. Catholic grade school, what can I say. Actually, I take that back. I was probably in 5th grade when I decided that indulging my temper wasn't worth it, most of the time.
I've always been seen as older then I am, more mature, whatever, so actually the rate of being dismissed based on age hasn't really changed for me, after about 15 or so. Being dismissed on account of gender or social signals, yeah. Possibly why I am more hung up on control of action and non-action then age and perception of age.
The incident with your camper is *full of lose*. On their part, not yours. (I don't know that I've felt maternal instinct-- big sister instinct, on the other hand, a lot, and for more then just my biological siblings.)
(Also, on a side note, 9/11 didn't do much for me. Which is weird, among people our age, I think.)