What I hate most about the work/home so-called "mommy war" is the very fact of its existence. Well, that and the stupid term "mommy war," which is as condescending as "mommyblogger."
I'll bet most of us believe that there are lots of good choices on the work/home spectrum, and most of us could imagine making different choices than the ones we made. I'll bet most of us don't think that other people should necessarily make the same choices we made, any more than we think other people should get the same haircut. Sure, there are a few people who think there's only one way to do things, but we don't like those people, do we? Nor do we care what they think. Losers.
But then some stupid new study comes out, a study that will probably be overturned within a year. Or somebody abrasive gets on the radio with an all-the-way-to-one-side point of view. Or there's a TV special designed to get people all upset because it's so very good for ratings. And here is the part that surprises me every time: women line up on one side or the other as if obeying the command to fight at the sound of the bell. Women who felt attacked raise up their defenses. Women who felt vindicated get all smug.
Dumb! All of it is dumb. Here are some things I think we can all agree on: We don't want to be told by other people how we should live our lives. Right? We don't want people shoving their way into our houses and saying that the choices we've made are stupid or wrong. Right? We don't want to be told that the only way to do it is someone else's way. Right? And we don't want to fight about this stupid topic anyway. Right? So why do we turn against each other when those study/radio/TV people open their fat yaps? Why don't we instead turn as one whole united body and give those fat-yapped people the finger. New study? The finger! Abrasive radio personality? The finger! Television program pretending to be concerned and unbiased? Two fingers! Then we can turn away, a solid row of backs not interested in anything as stupid as a war we didn't start and don't want to fight.
Gift ideas for an 8-year-old, part 2 of 2 - Last week I talked about the gifts we were getting/considering for Edward, who is turning 8 next month. This week it’s Elizabeth’s turn: not “girl gifts,” ...