I have done something a bit out of the ordinary this week. I’ve been reading portions of this month’s Atlantic. It’s unusual because I’m neither smart nor pretentious as most of their readership seems to be, aside from my sisters of course, who are both fabulously intelligent but quite modest about it.
I was actually turned on to the article about Google by one sister and the article on feminism by the other. So if you’re interested in my brief commentary on the aforementioned articles it is as follows.
Google, you’re like that nasty crack habit hiding in the bathroom. I can’t get enough of you, but the more I take, the more I wind up giving up of myself. One of these days you’re going to turn around and slap me silly. But where will I wind up? There’s no battered women’s shelters online! So I continue to be swept up by the beautiful promises on your Webmaster Central and Matt Cutts’ adorable cats (you clearly know my weak spot!). I’ll carry on relying on you for everything I do, day in and day out. And my IQ will persistently drop as the Shakespearean classics languish untouched on my bookshelves.
As far as the article on feminism, I’ve been toying around with posting my thoughts on this for months now. But right before I hit “publish” I’m always confronted by an article like this that says it all so much better. So I won’t try. I’ll just leave it to her. You seriously have to read this.
June 25th, 2008 at 10:55 pm
OK, I loved the article on feminism. I am the example of the mother who works AND stays home full-time…and you saw my house, P. Dust is HEALTHY for kids, according to the RESEARCH.
June 26th, 2008 at 1:19 pm
Wasn’t it great!? There’s no WAY we can do it all. And I think that when my house goes to pot, it means my priorities are straight!
June 26th, 2008 at 3:16 pm
Damn straight. Can I say damn in these comments? In my opinion, all we’ve done in the past 30 years is exchange one group of high n mighty people telling women what to do for another. How about some respect for the difficult choices all women make every day, doing the best they can for their families, and very occasionally for themselves?
June 26th, 2008 at 7:47 pm
let the house go to pot!!! or, hire a cleaning lady like I did! means I’ve got no money for cable tv and drive a crappy car, but who cares! I’ve renamed myself the man of my house and have no time for women’s work. and after I mow my lawn, I treat myself to a cold beer.
it the words of my favorite navy brat blue blooded rhode island republican coworker…”Maggie, you need a wife.”
but I gotta tell ya this ladies, man to man: if my kids are wearing clean underpants, we’re good. Might mean I got nothin under there, but heck, less in the basket .
June 26th, 2008 at 9:56 pm
I LOVE IT! You know, all my life I’ve wanted a cleaning lady. Matt finally caved and bought me a Scrubbing Bubbles Automatic Shower Cleaner. I’ll admit… I’ve been caught in the bathroom french kissing it.