It’s not a choice if it’s your only good option. Now repeat that as often as you need to in order to take that on board.
Too often we see discussions of how if feminism is all about choice, then why can’t women choose to wear makeup (full disclosure: I’m wearing make up RIGHT NOW), or choose to stay at home and rely on their husband for full financial support, or choose to diet and lose weight or choose, choose, choose, choose, choose to perform actions that validate the patriarchy.
I love cooking. I hate cleaning up. Judging from the state of the kitchen in my share house, this is a pretty common configuration. The solution to this of course is to cook something completely fantastic in one pan. That way even if you don’t clean it up it doesn’t add significantly to the growing pile starting to resemble the primordial ooze that brought forth life. Come to think of it, I did see something move in there yesterday. Whatever, it’s not my turn. Getting back to the point, here’s an impressive one-pan meal that you can feed 4 guests with. It would round out nicely with a side salad, but you don’t need a recipe for that now, do you? (Ok, maybe later though…)
Meanwhile, I present for your convenience:
Just some Friday fun, that is, if your fun consists of you banging your head against the table.
Justin Sanders, who guest-posts at Modite writes:
Feminism has destabilized society by undermining heterosexuality and the family. This perverse assault on gender difference is disguised as an act of “defense” of women’s’ and homosexuals’ “right” to be single and childless. Women have been duped into seeking “power” and “independence” (aloneness) through climbing the mirage of the corporate ladder.
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The natural result of this union between the masculine and the feminine is the child – Heaven’s most precious gift. Without a child to care for, a woman often becomes frustrated, bitter and distracted. She often uses the “success” of her “career” (which is simply a glorified word for “job”) as a replacement for the void of the missing child. Motherhood changes a woman permanently. The job, which once seemed so important, quickly becomes secondary to the starry eyes of her loving child. I’ve seen far too many women recite feminists mantras only to discovery – in their late 30s – that all they really wanted was a warm baby to snuggle.
Because in Justin’s mind, it’s a crime to be single and childless – since, yknow, children are the gift from god and just all women get all so weepy when they see little baby booties!
But for some fun, here’s a song I’ve been listening to all morning.
