Sunds like my life. I too would give anything to be able to stay home and do something productive. If I hadn’t been working full-time for the last 6 years I could have been home with the kids and maybe kept all the bad stuff from happening. Funny thing…at my past job, we all did the “Take Your Daughters To Work” day thing. Except we all worked in retail, and there were no fancy lunches or special programs…the girls got to see their moms down in the trenches, unloading shipments and cleaning and being treated badly by customers…they all decided they never wanted to work if that’s how you get treated.
You’re a woman.
Okay, that may be a little cryptic - I just mean that you’re a complicated human being of the female variety. Someday, when we get true equality, gender won’t even be an issue any longer for anybody. (I was going to say sex won’t be an issue, but I figured that that would be deliberately misinterpreted by this crowd :D)
Haven’t read the entire thread; forgive me if this is redundant.
So Tooley bases his theory on images in the media. That’s great. He sounds like the Serbian exchange student who came to my high school in the 80s and said, “I thought everyone in America had a swimming pool and a sports car 'cause that’s what I saw on TV.”
A woman pining for a mate, or searching for a sperm donor, makes good drama. That is the plot motivation for a 90 minute movie, or a story cycle on a TV series. Plus which, I thought Bridget Jones (the novel) was supposed to be a parody! Or at least, a light comedy. Not a flippin’ sociological study.
Bravo, jar! applauds wildly!
I’m at the point in my life right now where getting a high-powered job full of stress and chaos makes me ill. Been there, did it for 12+ years…and I have a physical disability to prove it.
What I find ironic is that a lot of my married women friends envied me because I not only had the job, but I was also single. Woo Hoo – no kids, no responsibilities, your life must be heaven! No, not really. I was married to my job because I was single, which of course brings this into the “discrimination against single people” arena, but I digress and don’t want to hijack this thread.
Me? I’m right there with jarbabyj. Gimme a room of my own where I can create, a child to raise, dogs to look after, a loving husband, and that would be heaven…sigh
As a male vegetarian…
Believe me, vegetarianism is not as consistently defined as that. If I had my way it’d be:
Vegetarian, n, someone who doesn’t eat meat from any animal (as opposed to plant or fungi). Esp. from moral reasons. Often opposed to animal cruelty but will make theoretical exceptions for natural deaths, when starving.
Feminist, n, someone who believes human rights apply to men and women equally. (eg. the right to refuse sex unless contraception is used, the right to decide whether or not to wear a bra, the right to be topless in the street, the right to look at topless people in the street, the right to decide whether or not to have a career, or join the army, or be drafted (provided necessary physical fitness has been established))
…and I’d be both. But who’d listen to me?
And for the record, no-one’s to stone anyone until I blow this whistle, even if they do say Jehova.
Having just found this thread again…
jarbaby I’m sorry if that came across as an implied swipe at SAHMs (or indeed anybody). Actually it’s more of an implied description of me
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slovenly (checks dust layer in bathroom) yep, lots of people would agree on that one
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bon bon eaters - ok not much of a match there, but can I substitute icecream?
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with no ambition. Substitute ‘would like to take the concept of ambition and drop-punt it through the nearest plate glass window’
I agree that normal sensible people know that kids are lots of work, and the concept of ‘bumming around’ probably doesn’t work well once you have them. If this knowledge temporarily departed my brain it’s probably due to deliberate suppression in my long-running low grade campaign to persuade Mr Aspidistra that I’d quite like to have some, and that if we wait till I’m 50 it may be just a little bit past the optimum time…