Tuesday, May 13th: Zero: The Feminist Movement

Probably not the most popular position I could take, but the bra-burners and other FemiNazi's really screwed things up for the rest of us.

Women in the workplace started in earnest back during WWII when all our men were off fighting. Pretty understandable that everyone needed to do their part to stop the Nazi's and Empirical Japan.

The problem is that it started a movement of a fringe of women thinking that working like the men would solve all their problems. Women who were dissatisfied with their husbands and their children started thinking that they would be taken more seriously if they were bringing home some money. Maybe the men would help them more around the house if they were equal in their money making, and working the same hours.

Sure, and Elvis will be our next president...

I have no problem with women that want to work. I think we should have the very same rights as any man. Our brains are completely capable of performing nearly every job a man can. Of course, there are exceptions, same as their are jobs men cannot do.

What burns my but about the whole things is that it has gotten to the point that there is no option anymore. Unless you marry a man that makes a great living, or inherited money, or you inherited money, you will have to work (unless poverty is an acceptable option for you). DIC's (double income couples) have driven inflation up, caused the explosion of processed foods and fast food restaurants, the need for multiple vehicles, bigger homes, more self-contained entertainment for our children, etc, etc, etc. Starting to get the point? We no longer have the CHOICE.

What's ironic is that the very movement designed to "empower" women actually hurt them. Yes, we can make the same pay as a man these days. Yes, we can hold powerful positions in corporations and government. But at what cost? We lose out on our children's lives, we lose out on our health and the health of our families, we lose out on having meaningful relationships with our friends.

For example, I have a great friend from High School that I have to send meeting requests to weeks in advance just to have lunch! The most recent attempt has been put off 3 times because our schedules are so busy.

I think that most of us are fat because of working as well. We rush home from work and cook a meal made up of primarily highly processed ingredients out of a box. It's eaten in 15 minutes before scrambling around trying to finish all our household chores in the 3 hours we have before bedtime.

We fought for this????

I bet the men are laughing their asses off about this. After all - what's changed for them? I bet most of you working moms out there have days like mine:

Wake up at 5:45 - make the coffee, feed the animals, take the dog out to potty, jump in the shower, get dressed, start a load of laundry, check the pantry for dinner.

Leave for work at 7:20, take an hour lunch to go to the bank, the post office, drop off bills, fill up with gas, and then go back and eat at your desk) get off work at 5pm. Go to the gym for class from 5:30-6:30.

Home by 7 (unless there are items you need from the grocery, then 7:30) Fix dinner, put clothes from washer into the dryer. Try to sit down and rest but realize there's a layer of dust on the tables so you grab the pledge and dust during commercials.
Fold and put up clothes, also during commercials. If you are lucky and don't fall asleep on the couch, maybe you will have the energy to take off your makeup and put on some moisturizer before going to bed. After all, we need to stay looking fresh for our husband and the men we work with, right?

Those men, whose days go like this: Out of bed at 6:40, out the door at 7:00. This way they can get to work 1/2 hour earlier than you and talk behind your back about your 'banker's hours'. For lunch, they can go eat or go to the gym. Then leave at 5, go home, eat, watch TV, go get in bed, try to have sex and get angry when their wives say they are too tired...

Now, tell me this, do you think maybe the Feminist Movement was dreamed up by a man? I mean.. COME ON!!!!

Peace, Love, and GOD,
Tracy