Showing posts with label feminism. Show all posts
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Sunday, December 1, 2019

Literary Wives #42

The Home-Maker
by Dorothy Canfield Fisher
Actually, one of my favorite reads for this year!
This is one of my classic literary favorites! 
I had never read any of this writer's works before, but I will definitely read more!
I love the cover image depicted here. This is a Persephone reprint I ordered months ago. 
If you are not familiar with this UK company, please follow the link to learn more.
I love their books: the paper used, the cover formatting, etc. 
I find their pricing reasonable considering the quality of materials and their purpose--
Per The Guardian: "A unique publishing house that champions forgotten female authors."
I'm not sure exactly how "forgotten" Fisher may have been since there is the 
Dorothy Canfield Fisher Book Award selected by 4th - 8th graders each year.
Though I admit I was unfamiliar with her.

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This book was released in 1924, but the issues depicted are still relevant in today's society. 
Which is sad...just plain sad. 
Although overall I believe U.S. society is becoming much more accepting of 
non-traditional roles, especially within families, the stigma still exists very strongly.
Whether we are discussing two same-sex partners or a heterosexual couple who play 'reverse roles' within the family, or single parents, anything other than a "traditional" arrangement (male father, female mother), there are still way too many people in this country who view such family units as "unnatural," even "immoral." 
Each person and each partnership is unique. My recommendation? Live and let live. 
It makes for a much happier, more contented life.
But, back to this book!

According to Karen Knox in the preface, 
Dorothy Canfield Fisher published eleven novels between 1907 and 1939: 
all of them illustrate her conviction that it is inner, personal change that makes the most difference in the lives of human beings rather than changes in external circumstances. (viii)
And it is exactly this that I most appreciated about this book! Especially with regard to Stephen, the youngest and most ill-behaved of the three Knapp children. Though we also get 'inside the heads' of the other two older children, Henry and Helen, it is Stephen of whom we learn the most. 

In Part One we learn of the wife, Evangeline's/Eva's, thoughts and behaviors during daily life. It is not good! I could connect directly with Eva in several ways... As the one person in the family to be relied upon...seemingly for everything! It was that way for me when raising children. Though at least Lester worked! Not so with the father of my children... She suffered from eczema, just as I did from ages 6-9. For me, it was simply a result of my mother's own anxious behaviors and actions toward me inducing these symptoms. It was quite unpleasant. I realized from the beginning Eva was inadvertently/unconsciously doing this to herself. And finally how I, like her, did everything 'from scratch' to save money and make a healthier home environment for the family. Though obviously it wasn't healthier for her. Unfortunately, Eva shared many personality characteristics with my own mother: perfectionism, anxiety over every little detail...of everything, and constant worry of what others thought...of both herself and me. Though my mother also excelled in criticizing every-body for every-thing, making for a very negative environment--I didn't get the impression Eva did that as she was too busy criticizing each and every little move her children and husband did or did not make! 

Lester's personality is also depicted in Part One. We learn he is suffering from constant indigestion, especially intense immediately after eating. I recognized this as a result Eva's constant 'vigilance'/criticism, although she made it a point to "never criticize their father before the children." Her silences made her disapproval quite clear to everyone, especially to Lester. They weren't even allowed to eat supper in peace but Eva was salting Helen's potatoes right on her plate until they suited Eva, and Stephen was told to take smaller mouthfuls, until eventually Eva states
I know I keep at the children all the time! But how can I help it? 
They've got to learn, haven't they? It certainly is no pleasure to me to do it!
Somebody's got to bring them up! (22)
After supper one night she congratulates herself on never making "scenes" and never having "lost her self-control" until a "terrifying but really unavoidable breakdown" one night. Eva complains to herself that there were
...moments in a mother's life about which nobody ever warned you,...moments of arid clear sight when you saw helplessly that your children would never measure up to your standard, 
never would be really close to you, because they were not your kind of human beings,...but 
merely other human beings for whom you were responsible. How solitary it made you feel! (36)

Henry suffers from nausea and vomiting, which bouts appear to be a direct result of Eva's anger regarding anything that messes up her perfectly clean house! We learn that Helen is rather puny, often suffering from a cold. Eva actually corrects Helen's wringing out of the wash rags by redoing it and rehanging them in a 'perfect' fashion to dry. She constantly corrects and reminds the children how to do every single little thing in their life! How to walk. How to take off their shoes. How to place their shoes on the floor. They can't get more than a few feet into the house without being told how to do 3-4 different things! It's a wonder these people are still functioning at all. Though we can see they are about at a breaking point. Especially poor little Stephen who is still a preschooler and under his mother's thumb each and every minute of each and every day. Poor little guy...

As the book opens we see Eva scrubbing away all afternoon on the grease spots Henry has left on the kitchen floor by tipping the meat tray as he brought it into the kitchen from the dining room after supper the evening before. She is angry as hell about this! Then she notices Stephen is missing. She begins to hunt for him, getting angrier all the time, as the bucket of cleaning water in the kitchen cools while she hunts in every imaginable spot for her youngest child, who, we learn, is purposefully hiding from her! It's due to his Teddy-bear, which he has just discovered poorly hidden in a drawer in his/his parents' bedroom. (Due to limited space in their house, Stephen sleeps on a cot in Eva and Lester's bedroom.) Eva had confiscated it during the night until she had the opportunity to wash it. But Stephen had seen the results of a 'washed' Teddy-bear and it wasn't good... To Stephen 
...Teddy meant quiet and rest and safety...and Stephen needed all he could get of those elements 
in his stormy little life, made up, so much of it, 
of fierce struggles against forces stronger than he. (11)

He would hold Teddy in his arms as long as he could, and hide, and let Mother call to him all she wanted to, while he braced himself to endure with courage the tortures that would inevitably follow...the scolding which mother called 'talking to him', the beating invisible waves of fury flaming at him from all over Mother, which made Stephen suffer more than 
the physical blows which always ended things, for by the time they arrived 
he was usually so rigid with hysteria himself that he did not feel them much.
Under the stairs...she would not think of that for a long time. 
He crept in over the immaculately clean floor, drew the curtains back of him, sat upright, 
cross-legged, holding Teddy to his breast with all his might, dry-eyed, scowling, 
a magnificent sulphurous conflagration of Promethean flames blazing in his little heart. (14-15)
This passage! Those descriptors! I read that passage several times just because...it was so powerful! I could easily picture Stephen...

As Stephen walks about the bedroom "drawing long breaths" he notes that 
The bed, the floor, the bureau, everything looked different to you in the times when 
Mother forgot about you for a minute. It occurred to Stephen that maybe it was a rest to them, 
too, to have Mother forget about them and stop dusting and polishing and pushing them around. They looked sort of peaceful, the way he felt. 
He nodded his head to the bed and looked with sympathy at the bureau. (11)
Eva created so much tension that nobody could be healthy in the environment she created! It struck me yet again that if my mother and I had not lived with my grandmother so that she was my main caregiver, my daily life would have been so much worse! My mother would have been just as bad (or maybe even worse?) than Eva. I had been lucky in that regard. Not so for Stephen! Until...

Lester despairs after having been fired from his job at the local department store and purposefully throws himself off his neighbor's icy roof as he ostensibly hauls water to try to extinguish a fire. His thought was to provide for Eva and the children via the life insurance money they would have as a result of his death. But as he later bemoans, he can't even cause his own death, but rather simply causes his legs to be useless in the aftermath. The medical prognosis is that he may be able to regain use with time, but there are no guarantees. 

Part Two depicts Jerome and Nell Willing, the two new co-owners of the local department store, inherited from Jerome's uncle who owned and managed it for many years. They are both college-educated with experience working in retail institutions and are determined to build this small-town store into a much more economically efficient machine. All for the good of the local/rural folks, of course! [Wink! Wink!] The fact that they would have more money is viewed simply as a bonus to the changes and expansion they have planned. They debate the need for a store manager to free Jerome to complete buying trips. If only they knew someone who would be capable and yet personable with customers... 

And you guessed it! Three weeks after returning the Willings' check for $100 sent to her immediately following Lester's accident, Eva enters the store to ask for a job. Jerome has a practiced interviewing technique and recognizes what he feels is her natural affinity, knowledge, and pertinent skills set to work in retail. After all, her father owned and managed his own store in which she worked as a child/teen, so she also has on-the-job experience. It is many of those same skills that have worked to drive her children and husband to physical ailments as well as create an environment of nearly unbearable  psychological stress for them. It isn't that Eva isn't a devoted "home-maker" or that she doesn't love each member of her family, it is just her emphasis on perfection with no regard for others' feelings or respect in the wake of her unrealistic expectations. 

As you might well have also guessed, Eva excels at the store and is immediately promoted from stock girl to seller. She even takes notes in the evenings of her ideas/plans for work. Eva actually learns to overlook a 'less than perfectly' clean house when she is home. Her earnings allow them to hire a housekeeper who cleans once a week to prevent Eva from spending her leisure time working constantly in the house. (Per doctor's orders.) And then Miss Flynn, the department manager resigns and Eva is promoted and earning even more money than Lester ever made or ever thought he would be capable of making at the same store. Of course, Jerome and Nell plan to groom Eva to become the store manager they had foreseen needing. She fits in beautifully with their own management philosophy.

This book has prompted me to relate plot details to a much greater degree than I usually do, but I feel it is very important to truly understanding the ramifications to each character in the book. Part Three depicts the astounding affect that Lester has on his children as he takes over as a true "home-maker" (not just "housekeeper") by cooking and caring for the children. Due to his physical limitations he is unable to accomplish much cleaning, but the children pitch in as they can. Friends and neighbors help as well. We learn Lester had befriended and helped quite a few people in town who were more than happy to return the favor in his hour of need. Lester provides to the children what Eva was unable to provide: patience, caring, and respect. She was very efficient in the pragmatic tasks of "house-keeping," but quite lacking in creating a nurturing, gentle, and kind environment. It is this section I liked best. Fisher does a very believable job of recreating how I would imagine these children might feel as they are freed to become themselves and develop their own interests and skills while experiencing a supportive relationship with their father. 
And now for the Literary Wives portion 
of the review! 

What does this book say about wives or 
about the experience of being a wife?

One of my first observations is that finally we have 
a book which does not have a philandering male 
as the "husband." I appreciate that! 

I admit that I was disappointed in all these 
characters in Part Four which deals with the 
fact that Eva and Lester both realize he has 
regained control of his legs and 
could walk if he chose to do so. 
However, rather than creating joy, 
this realization creates much more stress
for each of them as they consider the ramifications.
An able-bodied male remaining at home as a "home-maker" while his wife works to provide income to support the family was just not feasible, according to Eva. She refuses to even consider this due to the social stigma of such an arrangement. Lester's refusal is based upon the benefits he now realizes he provides to his children, and the fact that Eva is much happier and more fulfilled by working outside the home than she ever was being a "home-maker." Though I would argue she was a "house-keeper" much more than a "home-maker," as distinguished by the title, which, according to Elaine Showalter's afterword, 
...clearly signaled [Dorothy Canfield Fisher's] subject and her educational mission...
Calling someone a "home-maker" rather than a 'house-keeper' 
implies more importance, authority, and creativity. (269)
Although I had never thought of these two words in this way, I can recognize the underlying logic. It is stated multiple times in the book that being a wife instantly meant you were the home-maker, the patient caregiver, the nurturer. 
That complacent unquestioned generalisation, 'The mother is the natural home-maker' (257)
Proved to not always be true! Just being born 'female' or just being in the designated 'working-at-home' role doesn't automatically mean you have these skills. I knew a woman who was a "stay-at-home" mom but her children literally lived with her parents until they started school and since her parents' home lay outside their home school district, they would stay with their parents Monday-Friday and spend weekends and all vacations at their grandparents' house. So just being at home all the time doesn't mean you are parenting, or necessarily an effective parent. Each of us is different, regardless of our role or gender. 

Likewise, Lester feels himself to be a complete and total failure since 
he had long ago seen that he was incapable of giving to Eva and the children anything that anybody in the world would consider worth having. The only thing he was supposed 
to give them was money, and he couldn't make that. (68)
So we see very distinct roles set by society for a woman as a wife and a man as a husband. One is to be at home caring for the house and children and the other is to earn sufficient income to support them all. However, if it weren't for Lester becoming the "home-maker," no one would have realized the trauma Stephen underwent regarding his Teddy-bear. 
What was terrifying to Lester was the thought that the conception of 
trying to understand Stephen's point of view had been 
as remote from their minds as the existence of the fourth dimension. (145)
I can understand being so busy as a parent that you overlook and/or are oblivious to some aspects of your children's psychological needs. It is sad when that happens. It was this realization that awoke in him a "desire to get well, to live again."

Fisher addresses the issue of consumerism as she describes Jerome Willing's "notion of being a good business-man" was to exploit women by "play[ing] for his own purposes on a weakness of theirs only too tragically exaggerated already, their love for buying things." (That stereotype of a women always shopping/buying things!) He tried to ignore the fact that, in his opinion, Eva was doing the exact same thing. And although there is a strong emphasis on the rights of children to have love, security, and unconditional positive regard/respect, Fisher also points out that with the extra income from Eva's work, they would be able to save for their children's college education and provide more for their children. As Eva states,
She felt an impulsive longing to share her emotion with Lester, to put her arms 
about his neck and let him know that she did not take his loyalty, his gentleness, 
his faithfulness, his fineness, so coldly for granted as she had seemed.
She had been unhappy about their hideous poverty. That was all. It was abominable to be poor! 
It brought out the worst in everyone. When you were distracted with worry about money, 
you simply weren't yourself. (236)
I do believe finances are at the heart of many relationship break-ups. Statistics do prove that out. 

As Lester considers the possibility of both he and Eva working he muses over the possibility of hiring someone to care for the children:
...it was conceivable that by paying a high cash price you might be able to hire a little intelligence, 
enough intelligence to give them good material care. 
But you could never hire intelligence sharpened by love. 
In other words, you could not hire a parent.
And children without parents were orphans. (255)
As Lester contemplates the possibility of him being able-bodied once again, 
...the fanatic feminists were right, after all. Under its greasy camouflage of chivalry, 
society is really based on a contempt for women's work in the home. 
The only women who were paid, either in human respect or money, 
were women who gave up their traditional job of creating harmony out of human relationships 
and did something really useful, bought or sold or created material objects. (260)
It is true. You are paid nothing to be a full-time parent. But there is great satisfaction in knowing that you gave it 1000% when they were young and dependent. My finances as an older adult reflect the fact that I did not work outside my home for 13 years while raising my children, but I wouldn't trade the experiences with and insights into my children gained over those years for anything. 

I can imagine this was quite a groundbreaking work when released in 1924. 
Unfortunately, I fear we still have a long way to go before this changes significantly. 
But I do believe progress has been made and more and more people are learning to 
not only accept and respect, but also appreciate alternative family units to the 
"traditional" male-income-earner-husband and female-"home-maker'-mother model. 



Up next for Literary Wives:

The War of the Wives by Tamar Cohen

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Sunday, November 25, 2018

Gloria Steinem goes on my hero list!

I have a new hero! Her name is Gloria. Gloria Steinem.
I only read this book because it was the first selection for 
Emma Watson's Feminist Book Club on Goodreads.
Although I find it a bit difficult to participate much in the online discussions due to the many many many participants, I do check in every once in awhile and have found even that to be beneficial! I am grateful to have had the opportunity to read this book and get to know about Ms. Steinem's life and accomplishments, which are by no means trivial! 
And...I learned so very much!
The book opens with a story about the annual motorcycle Rally in Sturgis, South Dakota! (I am only familiar with this due to the fact that my husband is a biker who has been there.) Please. Do not make erroneous assumptions. Ms. Steinem was not there to participate in the rally herself, rather she was simply traveling there for a meeting. When to their surprise, this diverse group of six women find themselves smack dab in the middle of thousands of bikers!

She admits they were initially a bit intimidated, even if not by the presence of 'bikers,' definitely overwhelmed at the vast numbers of them everywhere they looked! She happens upon a couple (man and wife) who are well into their "empty nest" years. The woman describes her transition from riding behind her husband to owning and operating her own motorcycle--a "big gorgeous purple Harley"! According to her, she had to "put [her] foot down" to be able to "[take] the road on my own," and now she and her husband are truly partners and he is quite comfortable with the arrangement and especially her autonomy. Beyond being entertaining, Steinem notes there are lessons to be learned:
What seems to be one thing from a distance is very different close up. (xv)
Sure! Compare seeing thousands of motorcycles and bikers in your immediate environment with getting to know two of those bikers personally. Big difference! My note about this experience: This is the same for any prejudice about any group of people; once you get to know some of the individual 'members,' you realize they are just people, like you, just with different life experiences and circumstances.


Steinem quotes Robin Morgan: 
"Hate generalizes, love specifies." (xxi)
I believe that is so very true. Those who are prejudiced always discriminate against groups of people: females, non-whites, etc. While those who love indiscriminately typically know individuals within these groups...  

...I've come to believe that, inside, each of us has a purple motorcycle.
We have only to discover it--and ride. (xv)
I agree. Though I would no longer trust myself to learn to physically handle a motorcycle on my own at this age, had my circumstances been different in the past, I would have almost certainly 'taken the road on my own!' Riding is a blast!

Steinem has a very subtle and gentle sense of humor throughout the book as she describes her varied experiences and the knowledge she has gained from them.
When people ask me why I still have 
hope and energy after all these years, 
I always say: Because I travel.
For more than four decades, I've spent 
at least half my time on the road. (xvii)

Since learning causes our brains to grow new synapses, I like to believe 
that the road is sharpening my mind and lengthening my life with surprise. (181)
I became a person whose friends and hopes were as spread out as my life. It just felt natural that the one common element in that life was the road. (xvii)
I was amazed to discover that Steinem's childhood included much moving around with little stability. Not even a real house for much of the time. She believes her penchant for travel as an adult is much derived from this rather 'gypsy-like' beginning to her life. Of her father:
When he swung through a state where he had friends, he never called in advance; 
he just dropped in. He didn't even make plans for poker and chess games he loved so much,
but found them by happenstance. He took comfort in not knowing about the future.
As he always said, "If I don't know what will happen tomorrow, it could be wonderful!" (19)
I guess that's true...with no expectations or plans you can always be surprised! The men got points from me for creativity:
My father was unable to resist swearing, and my mother had asked 
that he not swear around his daughters, so he named the family dog Dammit. (19)
I couldn't resist laughing at that! :) Steinem's description of her father is especially poignant, for although some of his child-rearing practices might not have been stellar (i.e. allowing them to watch whatever movie he wanted to watch, etc.), Steinem feels that
Because of my father, only kindness felt like home. (23)
...his faith in a friendly universe helped balance my mother's fear of a threatening one. 
He gave me that gift. He let in the light. (23)
That, as opposed to:
Whether by dowry murders in India, honor killings in Egypt, 
or domestic violence in the United States, 
records show that women are most likely to be beaten or killed at home and by men they know. Statistically speaking, home is an even more dangerous place for women than the road. (xxv)
I had never considered the overall statistics from this perspective, but that is correct. Such a very sad statement about humanity's progress, or more so, the lack thereof in these areas. 
Perhaps the most revolutionary act for a woman will be a self-willed journey--
and to be welcomed when she comes home. (xxv)

I admit to being jealous of her life as a young adult. Not only did she complete her bachelor's degree in a timely manner, but then she took off and lived in India for two years! Wow! I am impressed! And it is from her time spent in that country that she learned invaluable and indelible lessons about organizing people. 
...I discovered the magic of people telling their own stories to groups of strangers.
It's as if attentive people create a magnetic force field for stories 
the tellers themselves didn't know they had within them. 
Also, one of the simplest paths to deep change is 
for the less powerful to speak as much as they listen, 
and for the more powerful to listen as much as they speak. (xxiii)
So true, and yet not so easily accomplished, especially when those with social status and political power refuse to listen, ever. It was in these two years that Steinem discovered, experienced, and facilitated "Talking Circles." In coordination with Gandhi organizers, she traveled to remote villages and helped educate and organize the females. 
It was the first time I had witnessed the ancient and modern magic of groups in which anyone may speak in turn, everyone must listen, and consensus is more important than time. 
I had no idea that such talking circles had been a common form of governance for most 
of human history, from the Kwei and San in southern Africa, the ancestors of us all, 
to the First Nations on my own continent, 
where layers of such circles turned into the Iroquois Confederacy, 
the oldest continuous democracy in the world. (36)
Now that is some TRUE history, not just an anglo-centered view of U.S./World history as most of us were taught in school! I had read many years ago that the Iroquois Confederacy was the true model used for the U.S. government when first established. 
Talking circles once existed in Europe, too, before floods, famines, 
and patriarchal rule replaced them with hierarchy, priests, and kings. 
I didn't even know, as we sat in Ramnad, that a wave of talking circles and "testifying" 
was going on in black churches of my own country and igniting the civil rights movement. 
I certainly didn't guess that, a decade later, I would see consciousness-raising groups, 
women's talking circles, giving birth to the feminist movement. 
All I knew was that some deep part of me was being nourished and transformed
 right along with the villagers. (36)
The organizing wisdom she gleaned from these experiences:
If you want people to listen to you, you have to listen to them.
If you hope people will change how they live, you have to know how they live.
If you want people to see you, you have to sit down with them eye-to-eye. (37)

She makes a point of noting that Indira Gandhi instituted the first national family planning program, knowing from these informal talking circles that 
"ordinary women would use it, even if in secret, and literacy had little to do with it." (34)
For although these women might have few literacy skills, they were smart enough to know when their bodies were suffering from too many pregnancies too close together. Steinem abandoned most all her possessions while traveling throughout India and admitted she "felt oddly free" traveling so light and relying upon the kindness of villagers for her needs. 

What we're told about this country is way too limited by generalities, sound bites, 
and even the supposedly enlightened idea that there are two sides to every question. 
In fact, many questions have three or seven or a dozen sides. Sometimes I think the only real division into two is between people who divide everything into two, and those who don't. (xx)
Ooohh. I love this so much! There are always more interpretations/perspectives than you may believe possible!

Some of her favorite experiences:
...being interviewed by a nine-year-old girl who was the best player on an otherwise 
all-boy football team; and meeting a Latina college student, the daughter of undocumented immigrants, who handed me her card: CANDIDATE FOR THE U.S. PRESIDENCY, 2032. (xxiii)

Although she had bunches of reasons for her conscious decision NOT to attend Martin Luther King, Jr.'s march on Washington in 1963,
...I found myself on my way. All I can say years later is: 
If you find yourself drawn to an event against all logic, go. 
The universe is telling you something. (41)
And that is certainly the truth. Follow your gut! The one thing her companion noted was the lack of females on the podium--only ONE! 
Even the dictionary defines adventurer as "a person who has, enjoys, or seeks adventures," 
but adventuress is "a woman who uses unscrupulous means 
in order to gain wealth or social position." (xxv)

Unbelievable! Our society's attitudes are so skewed regarding gender!
When humans are ranked instead of linked, everyone loses. (44)
I vowed silently that I would never become an obstacle to any man's freedom. (xxiv)

Steinem admitted that at political meetings, she had typically given suggestions to a man sitting next to her, "knowing that if a man offered them, they would be taken more seriously." Until she was chastised by a black woman, 
"You white women,...if you don't stand up for yourselves, 
how can you stand up for anybody else?" (42)
More truth! This one remark certainly hit home for me. I had rather figured that out decades ago, if I wasn't able to advocate for myself and 'my kind,' how could I ever advocate for others? "Practice what you preach"! :)

...the most reliable predictor of whether a country is violent within itself--
or will use military violence against another country--is not poverty, natural resources, religion, 
or even degree of democracy; it's violence against females. 
It normalizes all other violence. (43)
Now that is some powerful stuff! Quantitative stats to uphold what is ethically and morally "right"! I love it when that happens!
 Polls show that what women fear most from men is violence, 
and what men fear most from women is ridicule. (180)
Perhaps why female comedians are not given more positive attention? 
"Only in comedy does an obedient white girl from the suburbs count as diversity." (180)
Tina Fey on the predominance of males, white males, in comedy. 

Altogether, I can't imagine technology replacing bookstores completely, 
any more than movies about a country replace going there. 
Wherever I go, bookstores are still the closest thing to a town square. (53)
Magical words for us obsessive bibiophiles! :)

Recently, an Ethiopian and several Kenyan drivers have sounded a bigger alarm. As one said,
"I never thought I would see a second wave of colonialism, but there is one and it's Chinese. 
Our countries are becoming wholly owned subsidiaries of China."
Maybe U.S. policy makers should talk to taxi drivers. (75)
I admit that initially I was not a fan of the Trans-Pacific Partnership (TPP), however, once I learned more about China's increasing influence in the world, I realized this may well be a case of 'keeping your enemies closer'...or at least those who may try to dominate the world.

Public opinion polls have long proved there is majority support for pretty much every issue that the women's movement has brought up, but those of us, women or men, 
who identify with feminism are still made to feel isolated, wrong, out of step. 
At first, feminists were assumed to be only discontented suburban housewives; 
then a small bunch of women's libbers, "bra burners," and radicals; then women on welfare; 
then briefcase-carrying imitations of male executives; then unfulfilled women 
who forgot to have children; then women voters responsible 
for a gender gap that really could decide elections. 
That last was too dangerous, so suddenly we were told we were in a "postfeminist" age, 
so we would relax, stop, quit. Indeed, the common purpose in all these disparate and
 contradictory descriptions is to slow and stop a challenge to the current hierarchy.
But controversy is a teacher. The accusation that feminism is bad for the family 
leads to understanding it's bad for the patriarchal variety, 
but good for democratic families that are the basis of democracy. 
The idea that women are "our own worst enemies" forces us to admit 
that we don't have the power to be, even if we wanted to. (102)
I've noticed that, if an audience is half women and half men, 
women worry about the reaction of the men around them. 
But in one that is two-thirds women and one-third men, 
women respond as they would on their own, and men hear women speaking honestly. 
When people of color are in the majority instead of the minority, 
audiences are often the best education that white listeners can have. (102-103)
Oh, so true! Over the past year I have had the immense pleasure of being in direct contact with more 'people of color' in one place than ever before in my life. It has been and is so much fun to get to know more people who don't look like me even better! And it does make a difference as to the overall make-up of a crowd regarding what overt reactions and behaviors you will witness.

You should read this book for her description of at the 1971 Harvard Law Review banquet. Suffice it to say, one of the male Harvard faculty becomes outraged and blasts her for having dared to judge the Harvard Law School at all. As was suggested to her later, in the future when any similar disruption occurs, basically proving your point, "Just pause, let the audience absorb the hostility, then say, 'I didn't pay him to say that.'" Ha! What great advice!

During a protest at an abortion clinic...
A staff member tells me that one of the female picketers has come in 
when the men were not around, had an abortion, and gone back to picket the next day. 
This sounds surrealistic to me--but not to the staff member. She explains that women 
in such anti-abortion groups are more likely to be deprived of birth control and 
so to need an abortion. They then feel guilty--and picket even more. 
This restriction on birth control may also explain why studies have long shown that Catholic women in general are more likely to have an abortion than are their Protestant counterparts. (190)
I sit and sigh as I type this... This is one major reason for my atheistic/secular humanist beliefs--the hypocrisy that organized religion engenders!

Steinem talks about being in historical places and the spiritual/mystical feelings that can result. Then once she has returned to New York she is sitting in her favorite place amid the tall outcroppings of igneous rock in Central Park, just a short walk from her apartment and thinking:
Who rested in this same place long ago, before theDutch and then the English arrived?
Whose hand touched this stone, and who looked at the same horizon? 
This vertical history feels more intimate and sensory than written history. 
It's been reaching out all along, I just wasn't paying attention. (217)
I have had very similar experiences at George Washington's Mount Vernon and Thomas Jefferson's Monticello, particularly thinking of the slaves and servants; especially walking the same land on which lived Abraham Lincoln in both Indiana and Illinois. I often wonder if it is just fanciful imaginings of my mind...or a true aura. It truly doesn't matter to me. I love that feeling!

Much information about Native Americans:
...across that diversity, they shared such common struggles as dealing with 
a federal government that had yet to honor one treaty in its entirety, 
gaining control of the schooling and treatment of their own children, protecting their land 
from exploitation for oil, uranium, and other resources on it--and much more. 
For instance, women on reservations suffered the highest rate of sexual assault in the country, 
yet the non-Native men who were the majority of their assaulters were not subject 
to tribal police or jurisdiction, and were mostly ignored by the larger legal system. (221)
This immediately brought to mind The Round House by Louise Erdrich! The point is made that unlike other First Nations/first peoples/indigenous cultures around the world, theirs exist only here...in their home country, and if their children do not learn it from them, it will die since there are no other places for them to return to to learn such knowledge. Good point! Many times these children were starved and abused, but even when their treatment was relatively humane, 
...teaching Native languages and practicing Native religion was illegal, 
something that continued until the 1970's. (222)

...in the 1970's the Indian Health Service of the U.S. Government admitted 
that thousands of Native women had been sterilized without their informed consent. 
Some called it a long-term strategy for taking over Indian lands, 
and others said it was the same racism that had sterilized black women in the South. 
Both the traditionalists and the young radicals of the American Indian Movement 
called it "slow genocide." It also took away women's ultimate power. (222)

...Native nations were often matrilineal: that is, clan identity passed through the mother, 
and a husband joined a wife's household, not vice versa. Matrilineal does not mean matriarchal, which like patriarchal, assumes that some group has to dominate--a failure of the imagination. Rather, female and male roles were distinct but flexible and equally valued. 
Women were usually in charge of agriculture and men of hunting, 
but one was not more important than the other. (222)

Native American women used herbal compounds to naturally abort fetuses when they discovered they were pregnant and realized it was too soon for their bodies to have recovered and carry another child to term. I never knew this! This is a demonstration of common sense for the overall health and well-being of females!

Many Native languages lack gendered pronouns like he and she
A human being was simply a human being. 
Even the concept of chief, an English word of French origin, 
reflected a European assumption that there had to be one male kinglike leader. 
In fact, caucus, a word derived from the Algonquin languages, better reflected 
the layers of talking circles and the goal of consensus that were at the heart of governance. 
Men and women might have different duties, but the point was balance. 
For instance, men spoke at meetings, 
but women appointed and informed the men who spoke. (223)

While in California, seated with a professor of premonotheistic spirituatlity, plus several women from some of the California tribes (California has more Native Americans than any other state):
All agreed that the paradigm of human organization had been the circle, 
not the pyramid or hierarchy--and it could be again.
I'd never known there was a paradigm that linked instead of ranked.

...Ben Franklin had indeed cited the Iroquois Confederacy as a model.
 He was well aware of its success in unifying vast areas of the United States and Canada by bringing together Native nations for mutual decisions but also allowing autonomy in local ones. He hoped the Constitution could do the same for the thirteen states. 
That's why he invited two Iroquois men to Philadelphia as advisers. 
Among their first questions was said to be: "Where are the women?" (224)

...it was the equality of women in those nations that inspired white women neighbors to begin organizing the suffrage movement.

...Feminism is memory. 
"Feminists too often believe...that no one has ever experienced the kind of society 
that empowered women and made that empowerment the basis of rules and civilization. 
The price the feminist community must pay because it is not aware...is necessary confusion, division and much lost time.(225) 

The root of oppression is the loss of memory. (226)

YOU CANNOT THINK YOURSELF INTO RIGHT LIVING.
YOU LIVE YOURSELF INTO RIGHT THINKING.--Native Elders (234)

Clearly, Columbus never "discovered" American, in either sense of that word.
The people who knew it were already here. (238)

Wilma, who was the first woman to be Principal Chief, undergoes daily chemotherapy for cancer.
"Every day is a good day--because we are part of everything alive." (239)

Roots can exist without flowers, but no flower can exist without roots. (117)


 No matter what your political beliefs, this book is so much more 
than just a reminiscence of a life lived!
Do yourself a favor and check it out!

Happy reading!
--Lynn