What does it mean to be liberated? Does it mean: being
independent, autonomous, making one’s own decisions, not being anyone’s slave?
Susan Goldberg notes a peculiar phenomenon among today’s
liberated women. You know who they are. They have it all. They have big careers
and children. They are living the feminist dream. Unfortunately, it’s become
something of a nightmare, but at least we can blame that on men.
To her great surprise Goldberg discovers that these women
are so stressed out that they cannot make an elementary decision without
consulting a coterie of licensed, credentialed professionals. God allowed himself a day
off. Liberated women cannot do the same, except when told to do so by their
advisory board.
Goldberg was reading Babble, a website for mothers, when she
chanced on the testimony of a woman who had hired a Mom coach. (By the way, don’t
you find it slightly condescending to label a website for mothers: Babble?)
Anyway, the woman on the site wrote:
In
talking to her [ the coach], I felt ridiculous admitting that I couldn’t even
name the last time I had taken a true break from work. I even worked through
labor with my fourth child three years ago and ran an online class while I was
physically miscarrying last month. It was almost embarrassing to speak my
truths out loud, but when a professional told me I needed to take a real break,
it actually felt like an enormous sigh of relief.
So much for independence. This woman was so dependent that
she cannot take a break without receiving permission. It’s like she is a child
in a classroom who cannot take a bathroom break without asking teacher’s
permission.
Goldberg writes:
Without
the reassurance of a licensed/certified/credentialed “mom coach,” how could any
of us possibly calm down? Just to be on the safe side, as soon as the writer
hung up the phone with her mom coach she checked in with her therapist—a second
credentialed “professional”—to make sure it was okay to relax. “Because
coaching is never a substitute for therapy," she wrote.
The most dispiriting part is that the mother in question
cannot merely rely on her Mom coach. She also has to ask her therapist. After that she will probably write in to Ask Polly.
Goldberg comments:
Since
when does any adult, let alone an empowered woman in the 21st century
raised by a generation of liberated feminists, need permission to cut back on
work? I thought feminism put us in charge of our own lives. Why, then, are we
paying “mom coaches” $200 per phone call to tell us to do little more than take
a few days off of work, or primary parenting, or whatever it is that is
stressing us out and relax?
When not consulting with all of these experts today’s
liberated women are becoming alcoholics. You’ve come a long way, baby.
In Goldberg’s words:
Not
that long ago Babble published a piece explaining that “mommy drinking culture” has “normalized alcoholism” for
American women. Apparently “mommy’s sippy cup” is a real dilemma for a
generation of women who supposedly escaped the Stepford day-drinking curse.
Which is odd, because I thought we were liberated from all that in the '60s.
Weren’t we?
These women, Goldberg comments, are imprisoned by feminist
cultural norms:
Feminism’s
target mom-demographic, financially well-off white women, are becoming
increasingly imprisoned by cultural norms established by their liberated
foremothers. When Lucy Rorech (42) quit working on Wall Street to spend more
time with her three children, she wound up throwing wild cocktail-infused
playdates for her fellow mommy friends in Park Slope, Brooklyn. Quite often
these playdates ended in mommy blackouts. According to the New York Post Rorech is one of a growing number
of mothers who turn to addiction because they just can’t "…cope with the
stress of raising children, having a career and taking care of the
household."
They’re
so stressed out that they need a cadre of professionals to save them from
addiction-induced blackouts. Who knew we were being liberated in order to be
enslaved
Just because you believe in liberation and believe that you
are making life so much better for women, does not mean that reality must
fulfill your wishes. In truth, reality is in the business of not fulfilling
your wishes.
3 comments:
"I felt ridiculous admitting that I couldn’t even name the last time I had taken a true break from work. I even worked through labor with my fourth child three years ago and ran an online class while I was physically miscarrying last month."
This is either virtue signaling or look-at-poor-me chic. I wonder if this happens in San Bernardino or if it's just a New York thing.
These chicks are seriously screwed up.
What's hard to tell is what is real and what is imagined. I have found a consistent pattern that woman, or many woman, have an innate need to complain and feel heard, even if they have to make things up, and so much that they'll pay someone to listen if their circle of friends has run dry. And any advice you give women such as "Why don't you cut back your responsibilities" will be proof that you're not listening, and you're not being properly sympathetic and proud of how hard their working to make things work.
I've probably learned more about women's inner world in the last decade of Facebook than the all the decades before that, and not just the 20-somethings putting their hearts out to their circles. But while male fantasies aspire to 72 virgins, women seem fine with 72 likes and other supportive coos, and all their suffering is justified, at least for another day.
These are not strong women.
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