So, here’s the thing.
I am, like, the worst Raveler in the world.
I’ve posted 3 projects (and one of them says ‘in progress’, why, I’m not sure.)
I had never, until yesterday, posted on a forum.
I always have to consult my notes about my password. Well, that isn’t odd. I have to write my phone number in my shoe, lol. I remember every time I was embarrassed, any place I’ve been to, and the use of any edible or medicinal plant in my environment. Also old show tunes. Everything else I have to write down.
But I LOVE my Ravelry account. I love going to #knitchat and looking at everyone’s projects. I love what people make. I love knitting blogs (totally) and the posts people make about making their first pair of socks, or natural dying, or the mittens they make. I love the picture someone sent me of a tiny Queen Elizabeth (complete with Corgies) done in knit. And yarn bombing. I love yarn bombing.
I just find that I can either knit or blog about knitting, and there you go.
So I have never participated in the Ravelympics, which involves watching sports and knitting. I am far too competitive to watch sports. I mean, ever. I want the opponent’s team crushed but I don’t want anyone to be disappointed. I cry when they win and I cry when they lose. I’m relentlessly partisan but hate jingoism. It has never worked for me.
I blame my parents. :p
But the US Olympic Committee sent a cease and desist letter to Ravelry, letting them know that this “Watch the games and knit” business infringes on their copyright, challenges the economic security of their multinational sponsors, and DENIGRATES the effort the athletes make to get there.
I feel the need to fight back. I do. I feel like if we let this go, if we let ONE MORE smug little proto-lawyer walk into a community of (mostly) women to tell them that their personal lives interfere with society just by sitting in their own homes and knitting, and his bosses don’t cut him off RIGHT AWAY, we’ve let down our mothers and grandmothers, who fought for the vote, and protected our freedoms at war and at home, and our daughters and granddaughters, who deserve the freedom to become what they want to be.
Whether that’s an Olympic athlete, or a knitter.