We Media Conference - observations

I'm typing this up quickly during the conference; it's noisy and distracting here, so forgive the typos and lack of, um, cohesion... ;)

One of the things that struck me today during the conference was that the most prominent European and North American bloggers appear to be men. In the "western" world, which is the cradle of the modern feminist movement, the blogosphere appears to be mostly a boys' club. I don't read many North American female bloggers, but just off the top of my head I think mainly of women who blog about their babies (Dooce), or that woman who blogged about working her way through the Julia Child cookbook in a year (didn't she end up with a book contract in the end?).

On the other hand, when I think about my favourite Middle Eastern bloggers - the ones I read regularly because they are creative, intelligent, insightful, opinionated and daring - I realise they are mostly female. And they don't write exclusively about babies, cooking and kitty cats, either. I mean, they do write about those subjects, when they are part of their lives - but they are not the raisons d'etre for their blogs.

Neha said the same is true of the Indian blogosphere - that the best, sharpest blogs are written by women. This, from the land of arranged marriages, dowries and bride burning.

And we both noticed, too, that female bloggers are more likely to be flamed than male bloggers. That is according to our observations - if you think (or have experienced) differently, please say so in the comments.

How did it happen that two region of the world that are not exactly well known for promoting and protecting feminism have managed to produce so many serious, fearless female bloggers?

Meanwhile, one of the most famous female British bloggers writes about why her boyfriends is "a twat" (and yet a former prime minister and current head of state are women).

The United States produced Betty Friedan and Gloria Steinem ('though not a female president), but its most famous female bloggers are writing about cooking French food, raising a child (and dealing with chronic constipation) and the trials of finding a husband.

What does this mean?