Thursday, November 3, 2016

Advice to an Ambitious Young Woman

Just because you can doesn’t mean you should. So says Elizabeth Spiers in an open letter to twenty-something women.

Just because you can avoid entangling alliances—aka relationships—when you are in your twenties, doesn’t mean that you should. Young American women have universally bought the feminist line about deferring marriage and family, but just because everyone is doing it doesn’t mean that it’s a good idea.

Spiers was a founding editor of Gawker. She was also editor of The New York Observer, the newspaper owned by Jared Kushner, aka Donald Trump’s son-in-law. Now she has moved on to The Insurrection. She is approaching forty, is married and has a child.

She understands that young American women today always think in terms of career before marriage. Having drunk of the elixir of feminism they act as though postponing marriage and family is the right and proper thing to do. They have undoubtedly read the warnings about how pregnancy becomes more difficult as the female body ages, but they do not really believe it. They do not think that it will happen to their bodies.

Spiers is smart enough to know better than to challenge feminism. If she did so the feminist furies would rise up to smite her. So only hints at issues of fertility and the biological clock. Any woman who does not know about it now will never listen to any advice on the question.

Instead, Spiers suggest that a woman who fails to involve herself in anything resembling a sustained relationship in her twenties will be at a severe disadvantage when she tries to contract a marriage in her thirties. Relationships are something you know how to do or do not know how to do. You do not know how to do them by reading Cosmo or by studying up on the latest relationship manual. You learn how to do them by doing them. There is no substitute for experience. 

If you spend all of your time and effort trying to self-actualize you will not learn how to get along with other people. Your fiercely independent spirit, accustomed to doing what it wants when it wants with whom it wants will not know how to organize its life in relation to another human being. Bad habits die hard. Dysfunctional habits die harder, especially when they are a lot of fun.

Spiers does not mention it, so I will. Building a life with someone else is far easier than merging two fully-formed lives.

Allow Spiers to describe today’s ambitious twentysomething women:

Are you in your twenties? Are you an entrepreneur? Have you been told by your friends, your advisors, and your professional peers that now is your time to build your own life and not worry about things like settling down and having childrenespecially if you’re a female entrepreneur?

It makes sense, right? This is the only time in your life when you have no ties, no mortgage, no kids to support. This is the only time you can really do something ambitious, if you’re being practical.

And let’s face it, you’re not ready anyway. You’re busy building your company, figuring out who you are, what you want. You get laid on a regular basis; it’s not like you don’t have a love life. A “love” life.

And everyone around you agrees. Everyone!

One does not want to be any more churlish than necessary, but why would any man be drawn to the woman Spiers describes? And, to be even more churlish, how much will said woman respect herself if she has gotten into the habit of having meaningless sexual encounters? A woman who has mastered the art of having sex like a man will probably not be very attractive to men… except to the extent that she is, allow me to say it, giving it away for free. No one doesn't like free.

I will mention the one point that no one will ever mention. If said woman, with her wealth of sexual experience, with her ability to get laid on a regular basis—or, in the immortal words of Amy Schumer, to catch some dick-- ever meets a man she wants to marry, she will also be obliged to meet his mother. And, trust me, whatever he thinks—assuming that men actually think about such things—his mother will not look kindly at a woman who has spent ten years fulfilling her career potential and getting laid.

But, Spiers presents a perfectly cogent and persuasive argument. In her words:

As with coding and management and matters of finance and marketing, relationships have a learning curve. You learn the basics of “relationshiptiva” (note to copyed: yes, I made up that word): How to deal with sexual etiquette, mundane everyday things, scheduling, and appropriate meetings with close friends, and some equitable plan for who’s supposed to pay for dinner or wash the dishes this time. These are basics. And if you’re learning them in your thirties, it’s going to be much harder.

It has to be much harder because you will already have developed a bunch of bad relationship habits… aka the ability to live and even to thrive on your own.

She adds this:

The point is that thirty (or thirty-two, or thirty-five) is not the age when you want to be practicing serious relationships for the first time. Because learning how to develop a meaningful, sustainable relationship and keep it healthy takes some extended practice. You have to get beyond the basicsthe sexual negotiations and the decisions about whose clothes go where and how to talk about exes. You have to figure out how to fight well, how to negotiate major value conflicts (if you cansome are impossible), and how to deal with the inevitabilities that come your way.

But then, Spiers mentions that, like it or not—and most people do not—the human body changes. The human female body especially undergoes changes even before it reaches what is called the change. You might have mapped out your life according to the best feminist principles. How will it feel when you discover that your body has chosen not to go along for the ride? What will you think when you discover that God is sexist?

She writes:

Because in a few years, however young you think yourself (how old is thirty, really?), you will be approaching midlife and you won’t be as adaptable as you once were. There are reasons for this, many of which are biological. Your body won’t respond the same way. You’ll have knee problems that didn’t exist when you were running sophomore track. You can’t stay out till 4:00 a.m. anymore, because now the same alcohol intake has somehow resulted in a hangover that’s a multiple of what it once wasand you will never ever have appreciated a nice soft pillow more. And if you think you can fend these things off with diet and exercise, you should probably buy a good solid book on the aging process or find a professional athlete over the age of thirty to talk to. They will speak of massage therapists and bone density and necessary nutritional supplements. You can mitigate these things, but you can’t entirely avoid them.

Words to the wise, indeed. We shall see whether young women take them to heart or whether they prefer to learn these lessons the hard way.

3 comments:

QED2416 said...
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Sam L. said...

Feminists hate women who have children, and hate the children more.

Ares Olympus said...

Stuart: She adds this: The point is that thirty (or thirty-two, or thirty-five) is not the age when you want to be practicing serious relationships for the first time. Because learning how to develop a meaningful, sustainable relationship and keep it healthy takes some extended practice. You have to get beyond the basics — the sexual negotiations and the decisions about whose clothes go where and how to talk about exes. You have to figure out how to fight well, how to negotiate major value conflicts (if you can — some are impossible), and how to deal with the inevitabilities that come your way.

So what is the advice here? Marriage at 23 to the first guy who asks, or attend "living-with-boyfriend" school (but no kids) for 4-5 years before possible marriage and parenthood?

I do worry about my niece who got married this fall at age 22, while she still hasn't finished even an associate degree worth of community college. And I worry that she'll be having a baby within 12 months, and then she's not "practicing relationships", she's practicing parenthood with someone she may no longer be married to in 6 years. And her mom just completed her 4th divorce a couple years ago, although it was nice that two of the men attended the wedding.

And even married now, she's still sharing crazygirl crap on Facebook for all to see, well, like this last one I see shared from Yesterday:
https://www.facebook.com/BFLOOVE/photos/a.125187700976286.24931.125185677643155/664248530403531/
"I admit it, I'm the type of woman that needs your attention. I like talking all day long & getting cute random text that lets me know you were thinking about me. I like it when you show me off & let the world know I'm your's but still keep our business lowkey. I'm not asking you to spend all your money on me or make the world revolve around me, but make me feel wanted."

Ah, what?! Shit! Is this a test? And will her new husband fail? Or is this really a test where "effort counts" more than perfection?

Of course traditional men generally don't think about "practicing" relationships or marriage. They're too busy practicing career and see the little woman as the one who needs to learn to accommodate his life choices.

Or maybe we have to go to deeper relationship quotes:
“Men marry women with the hope they will never change. Women marry men with the hope they will change. Invariably they are both disappointed.”

Actually I have a woman friend who just passed 20 years of marriage stated she had thought about divorce many times over the years but realized how effort she had made in getting her husband to change, and she didn't want to start over again. Maybe that's wisdom? I agree with the sensible logic.

Anyway hopefully a few conservatives believe that birth control is important while new couples are practicing their coupling skills in their 20s. Divorce sucks for kids, almost as much as single-parenthood, and so you'd better well be sure you're going to stick together before you start a new generation of screwed up people.