Like Lori Gottlieb—see prior blog post—New York Magazine’s
Ask Polly responds this week to a woman suffering from feminist indoctrination.
I would be happy to report that Polly gets this one right, but, alas, she has
returned to her usual mindless cluelessness. Worse yet, she drones on for
paragraph after paragraph… offering pseudo-psychological pseudo-wisdom. And
then, she allows herself to show utter contempt for her husband. If
she were to ask me for advice—I understand that she is not quite that rational—I
would tell her never, ever to publicly ridicule your husband.
Anyway, the letter writer, who calls herself Not a
Millionaire is living out one of those: be careful what you wish for. She is
thirty-five, she is living with her boyfriend. She gave up her well-paying job
in order to work at home. She bought a house she can no longer afford. And yet,
her boyfriend seems to believe the feminist cant about her being independent
and autonomous. He does not offer to help and has told her that if he was
really rich, he would not be likely to help her.
After all, a man who supports
a woman financially makes her a chattel slave… and we can’t have that. And yet,
the man willingly and happily helps out members of his own immediate family
when they are in need.
She does not want to marry or to
have children. Her house has one bedroom… generally a clue that she is not
planning on procreating. Naturally, being a clear thinker she is
deeply resentful of the fact that her boyfriend does not treat her as family. The
astonishing part is that Polly, obsessed as she is with her husband’s golf
swing, does not see that a woman who does not want to be part of a family, who does not
want to marry, who definitely does not want to have children… should not be
treated as family.
Here is the better part of the letter:
I am
not particularly interested in marriage. For me (and just for me, I realize
people vary widely on this), marriage makes the most sense for couples who want
to have kids, and that’s something I am certain I don’t want. So, while my dude and I have been dating for
nearly five years, conversations about commitment haven’t come up a lot. I
suppose I thought that he, like me, was interested in the long-term
relationship part without some of the formal arrangements (wedding, kids) most
people do.
He
moved in with me about two years ago, which was sort of the beginning of our
trouble. I had purchased a home only to be laid off a year later. That
transition ended up being great for my emotional well-being — I’m a freelance
graphic designer and I love it, but I don’t make anything like the kind of
money I was making before. I’ve come to depend on his half of the mortgage to
make the payments on time. I’m still self-sufficient — I’ve never asked him for
money, though he’s certainly heard me complain/worry about my finances. He
has a job that pays well, and over the past year and a half, I’ve gone through
periods of resenting him for not offering to help when, for example, my health
insurance went up by several hundred dollars a month. It’s nothing I would ever
want him to feel obligated to do, but it feels like something where, if the
shoe were on the other foot, I would want to help him.
But I
didn’t say anything about it because I was afraid it would sound like I was asking
him for money, or I expected him to support me. I figured he was just a very
independent person with that stuff. A few months ago, his sister was going
through a rough time and he co-signed a lease so she could move out of her
situation (she has terrible credit) and threw himself into helping her pack and
move and get set up in the new place. To be clear, I think this is a fantastic
trait in a person. I WANT to be with someone who shows up selflessly for his
family like that. But it also made clear one painful reality: He doesn’t see me
as his family….
So the
other day I asked him what he would do if he were a millionaire and I wanted to
do something that didn’t make much money. Would he be willing to support me if
it wouldn’t hurt him in any significant financial way? Or is the principle of
financial independence more important to him than, say, me working on a
creative project I really care about?
You can
probably guess just by virtue of the fact that I’m writing you. He would not.
“Because of the principle of it.” He said if I got really sick or something and
needed him to cover my expenses for a while, he would, but seemed to admit it
grudgingly.
I have
no idea what to think about this. My gut tells me that it’s just fucked up —
that I’ve been with someone for five years who doesn’t think of me as family,
and doesn’t want to. My brain doesn’t understand what the problem is: I’m not
the type to ask to borrow money — possibly to a fault — and I’ve never, EVER,
pictured myself being financially dependent on a significant other. I don’t
want to be in that position and would do almost anything to avoid it….
As
someone who has read many letters along these lines, perhaps you will not be
surprised that this isn’t just about money. I feel like he goes out of his way
to keep me at arm’s length. He seems apathetic about our relationship unless
I’m angry at him about something and then he either tries to say whatever he
needs to in order to make me less mad, or he storms off by himself and we don’t
talk about it for the rest of the night. We’re currently in couple’s therapy
and trying to work through this, but that’s only because I bugged the shit out
of him. He hates going. In short, I think he would be perfectly happy
pretending all of this is fine and avoiding conflict or serious discussion for
the rest of our lives.
One thing we also understand… this man’s family is probably
not thrilled with her. She does not want to marry, does not want to be part of
the family and does not want to provide his parents with any grandchildren.
Clearly, he is detached from her and perhaps does not want to leave her in the
lurch with a mortgage she cannot pay. It might be helpful for her to think
about ending the relationship and selling the house, or going out to get a job
that can provide sufficient income for her to pay her mortgage.
Instead, she dragged him to couples counseling, against his will. And she is going to therapy herself. What good is it all if she and her team of therapists cannot figure out that when she refuses to be part of a family she is not going to be treated like a member of the family.
Polly does not see this, because clueless Polly would prefer
to spew out a torrent of psychobabble. She thinks it’s all about wants and needs. She
thinks that this woman merely needs to say what she wants and needs.
She explains:
I’m
mentioning this not because I think your boyfriend is perfect and you’re to
blame for things, but because I think you have to look closely at the
relationship you used to want versus the relationship you want right now. My
sense is that your needs and desires are changing as you get older. But if you
want more from your boyfriend, you’re going to have to stick your neck out,
make yourself vulnerable, and dare to state, directly, that you want more.
Considering what I know about you, that’s not going to be that easy for you to
do — which is why you have to recognize your reticence and your distaste for
confrontation going into it.
Actually, the truth of the matter is that the letter writer
should ask what she is contributing to the relationship. She is
not contributing very much. Perhaps the boyfriend has not yet figured it out,
but surely those near and dear to him have. They must think that he is being rolled.
Polly wants the letter writer to ask her boyfriend to help
her with health insurance. It sounds reasonable, but it defies feminist
ideology, so she cannot do it. Worse yet, he is a feminist himself and is not interested in paying her
bills:
Likewise,
you would rather go into debt trying to pay your own expensive health-insurance
bills than have a brief conversation with your boyfriend in which you could run
the risk of implying that you want him to support you in some small way. You
say that you would hate to be financially dependent on a significant other and
you “would do almost anything to avoid it.” You don’t feel comfortable ASKING
FOR EXACTLY WHAT YOU WANT.
Again, she does not need to ask for what she wants. She should not lean in. She should ask what she is giving to the relationship. As
it happens she is not giving much of anything.
Anyway, to ruin your day, I am happy to quote Polly’s
attitude toward her husband’s golf game. Apparently, her husband is very, very
good at golf. Naturally, Polly, being both woke and clueless, feels contempt
for him and his golf buddies:
He
likes the ugly shirts, even after I inform him solemnly that they are hideous
and bad. He has a very good golf swing, and when I go golfing with him (I do
like to drive the cart!), other golfers often admire his amazing swing and
admire the way he puts that stupid-ass ball down exactly where he intends it to
go. Typically I don’t care where the fucking ball goes, I’m just driving the
cart and eating Salsa Verde Doritos and bad hot dogs and icy cold cans of Coke
and also a Snickers bar, a four-course golfing meal, all the while driving
erratically. I like to eat the worst things as a reward for being there,
listening to him prattle on about nine-irons and five-irons and wind and sand
and slanting grass and who gives a shit?
You really do not want to take Polly’s advice about how to
deal with men. As it happens, the relationship reported in the letter is dying
a slow death. I suspect that he does not want to hurt her badly by walking out
of it so he is making it impossible for her to stay in it. At least, that is what his family must be hoping.
Why is HE staying? Why is Polly staying, being contemptuous of her husband?
ReplyDeleteWhy is "Walk Away, Rene" coming to mind?
I'm 60 years old, and when I married my current husband 10 years ago (the previous one died, as did my current's previous wife), he told my father "I will always take care of your daughter." Now THAT'S a man. However, I also take care of him, providing a serene home and daily simple delights. We both feel we are the luckiest people in the world. Why is that so hard?
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