“but when i get home to you”
Regarding this housewifey feminism stuff, i had a rather disturbing/clarifying vision into my motives and concerns. I like the subservience idea underlying the housewife stereotype. That is, personally. There are, i’m sure, a dozen other ways to view it, but the idea of “hi honey, i made dinner/cleaned up/whatever for you” really appeals to me. The problem here is that i hate it, intellectually. It goes against my whole worldview, which says that the idea that housewifery is inferior/lesser/subservient to breadwinnery (…?…) is a lot of misplaced priority crap. If you want, you can just as easily say the same thing of the other side of the equation (“hi honey, i made this money for you“), but i keep running into the same mental barrier with this femininity thing. That barrier is that it doesn’t matter how much thought i give it, or how well i can explain myself, i will always have a slight feeling that anything which conforms to people’s expectations of me (as a girl) is reinforcing this negative view of femininity. Like people can now point at me and say, “see! Women like to be subservient/wear skirts/blahblah. It’s only natural.” And in this way i feel like i am making it harder for the women who are breaking out of these stereotypes, who i uniformly respect and admire, and some of whom i especially love (and lust after).
“A Hard Day’s Night” – The Beatles (*sigh* my girl works nights; suddenly, sappily makes this song sound a little different.)