Sometimes a post just nails things at every level and explains so much. That’s the case with a Front Page Magazine article about feminism and Marxism. I especially loved this:
Phyllis Schlafly, who has spent a lifetime pointing out liberal hypocrisy on issues of gender, says that it’s no wonder liberal women think men are pigs: Their men are pigs.
Well, yes, absolutely. There are no greater sexists than liberal men who pay lip service to women’s equality because they’ve figured out that it’s an easy way to get extra labor and easy sex. At a very fundamental level, too many liberal men don’t seem to like women very much or to respect them at all.
Years ago, when I first started blogging, I commented on the fact that conservative men, especially Christian conservative men, genuinely seem to like their wives. That struck me as odd, because it’s not something I see moving in liberal circles. Sure there are love matches around me but, for the most part, the men and women in my world resent each other more than they respect each other. Even if the conservative men are lying about their feelings towards their wives, at least they subscribe to the notion that you ought to love and respect your spouse. Liberals no longer seem to make the effort.
I think a lot of it has to do with competitive martyrdom. When the man in a marriage served his wife by making money, and the wife in a marriage served her husband by having children and keeping the house, they weren’t competing. Instead, they were both contributing. Even in my parents’ marriage, when my mother had to work because there was no money, my Dad felt terrible that she had to make the sacrifice. He deeply appreciated the work she did on the family’s behalf and therefore helped out around the house as much as possible to offset the fact that he wasn’t earning enough so that she could play her role and only her role in the marriage.
In modern liberal marriages, though, both partners are expected to bring in money. This works right up until the children come along. Then, the woman’s at-home workload skyrockets exponentially. The men, contrary to their feminist mouthings, do not help out as much. Aside from the fact that the children want Mommy, the men aren’t going to cook or do laundry or do anything but the basics. (I know exceptions, but this is the rule in my world.) The women become terribly resentful that, suddenly, they have two full time jobs. After terrible fights, the women cut back on work or quit it entirely — at which time the men become terribly resentful that they have to go into the office, while the women get to lollygag around the house with the children. Of course, both parties have hard jobs, but neither can admit that, for fear of falling into a one-down position in the martyrdom competition. This is not a recipe for happy relationships.