Posted on 05/24/2019 6:36:08 PM PDT by SamAdams76
After centuries of tradition, it has become somewhat controversial for a woman to take the last name of her husband. Apparently some woman believe that is is demeaning to take the surname of the man she is marrying. This results in the husband and the wife having different surnames - which seems awkward to me.
It would be even more awkward if the husband took the surname of his wife. Right or wrong, the man would have his masculinity questioned and would be the butt of jokes. Nobody ever makes fun of a woman because she changed her surname to that of her husband.
Now if the man had an unfortunate name, such as Richard Hertz, it might be understandable for him to want to take the surname of his wife. Especially if his wife had a cool sounding name. But that's a rare case where a man taking his wife's surname would make some sense. And having to explain why could be embarrassing for poor Dick.
But with different surnames, then the next question becomes which of those surnames will the children take? If the children take the surname of the father, then we are right back to that "patriarchal society" argument that the woman used not to take her husband's name in the first place. And if the children get the wife's maiden surname, then let's face it, the husband is looked at as some kind of spineless putz. Not only does his woman refuse to take his name but the children get her name as well. The husband might as well just give up his man's card then and there and get busy doing the laundry and ironing.
Hyphenating the names so that both husband and wife are sharing their names is just stupid and overcomplicates things. Let's say David Kendall marries Wendy Jackson. So they become David and Wendy Kendall-Jackson. OK, that's well and good I suppose. But then let's say their daughter Brenda - that is to say, Brenda Kendall-Jackson, grows up and marries a man named Benjamin Sykes-Patchinger (because he came from a hyphenated family too.
So now they have the surname Sykes-Patchinger-Kendall-Jackson. So you can see how quickly this gets ridiculous - all because women suddenly have a problem changing their last name when they get married. And why do women typically have a problem with this? It's usually because of peer pressure. They are worried about what their feminist sisters will think of them if they submit to taking their husband's surname. So bottom line, they are allowing those harpies to control them and dictate their behavior. This is no act of independence. This is simply swapping one master for another.
Finally, with regard to those women who insist on keeping their maiden names, one has to consider where that maiden name came from in the first place. In nearly all cases, the maiden name is derived from her father, whose name her mother willingly took so that she could have that name as well.
I guess there's just no escaping the EVIL patriarchy!
Switching gears ever so slightly, let's talk about the price of concert tickets. When I was growing up in the 1970s, many big rock bands came into town and during my high school days, I used to go and see some of them. ELO, Boston, The Cars and Fleetwood Mac were all bands I got to see live. There was even a Steve Martin concert in Springfield, MA that was pretty darn cool.
I remember paying around $8 or $9 a ticket in those days, which seemed like a lot of money. But I could cover my ticket with my paper route money or later on, my other part time jobs bagging groceries or washing dishes. I'd grumble about the high cost of it all but I'd come up with the cash when I needed to and never missed a opportunity to see a concert I wanted to see for lack of money.
Those days are long gone. Somewhere along the way, concert tickets for a major act have skyrocketed to to well over $100 for even a general admission seat. If you want to sit up near the front, you are now talking hundreds of dollars for just one ticket! That's not even counting the parking, the dinner before the show, and the drinks at the concessions. But I guess they are getting people to pay those prices because they still have no problem filling those arenas.
Not for me though. I'm watching my concerts these days on YouTube. Thank God for YouTube.
I remember going to a Weird Al Yankovich concert in Port Chester, NY a couple of years ago. My wife and I ate at McShanes Pub beforehand and before the night was over, we had spent maybe close to $400 all told.
I did it for you Weird Al. But that was the last concert I went to. I think my concert-going days are pretty much done. Though maybe I'll try to get to a Luke Combs concert if he ever comes to town. So long as the prices are reasonable.
No. But I highly recommend alcohol for reading it.
“Sorry that you never made it past the 8th grade.”
LOL. I have taught post-grad courses.
Only way I’d see Fleetwood Mac is if Peter Green reunited with them. (Which is of course impossible.)
You and me both!
Just yesterday afternoon, I took a walk down 3rd Avenue in Manhattan. As I was passing 36th Street, I decided to turn into it and walk by Sniffen Court - which as hard core Doors fans would know, was where the album art for the "Strange Days" album was shot.
That was the album cover with the strong man, the midgets, the guy with the trumpet, and the jugglers, etc.
It really hasn't changed much since all that madness went down in 1967.
Symptoms of early onset of Old Timers.
>>Oh and they kicked out Lindsey again.....
Tell it to Peter Green
Are the Strongman and midget hiding or just on coffee break?
Coffee break. NYC is all about unions.
Is the madness today crazier than the madness of the sixties?
In the 70s, the album sales made you rich. The tour was for partying.
Here's what that $9 got you:
They've got a tarp in the background that they rolled up. Other than that, it's instruments and amplifiers that they wheeled out on dollies every night. A rock band in high school would've had the same setup.
In 1977, Fleetwood Mac, on the back of one of the biggest albums in music history, maybe toured with a couple dozen people; a tour manager and roadies, maybe some personal assistant to keep the cocaine flowing, and a few sound engineers and instrument technicians.
Taylor Swift, on the other hand, toured with over 300 people last year. Her tickets were priced accordingly.
Probably not much spent on cocaine.
We saw Weird Al a few years ago, I think the price was about $75 a ticket.
I would definitely see him again if I knew that tickets were going on sale soon. But I wouldn’t pay $400 for them. We can enjoy the concert just as much from the nosebleed seats.
Good points. In some ways the old school was better.
Regarding the hyphenated last name business. I knew a woman whose name was Katherine Dusterberger. She married a fellow whose last name was Rauschenbach. She hyphenated and got Katherine Dusterberger-Rauschenbach.
It was quite the sight to witness her signing a check with that name. She was surprisingly fast, and managed to get the whole name on the line. I imagine on computer read sheets she would easily run out of little boxes.
Did Al sing “Eat It!?”
My son bought tickets for the two of us to see Weird Al next month!! Backstage too!!
What’s a ticket cost,,,?
He’s coming to San Diego and
I want a “T shirt.”
Madness is in the eye of the beholder. In the sixties, we had ‘underground theatre,’ which wasn’t really underground, just open at odd times. Think Rocky Horror Picture Show.
One of the underground movies was a camera’s eye view walking down a city sidewalk, passing people by. But the sound track had been replaced with screaming.
Another film was of a bomb being manufactured, delivered by a bomber, and dropped. Only it was played backwards, such that there was an explosion, a bomb assembled out of the blast and ascended up into a bomber. The bomber took the bomb back to the armory, where it was rolled into a building, dismantled, and its constituent parts returned to the earth.
These would have been screened around midnite to a packed house.
YouTube is free.
The article is written like an Upside Down Cake;
Smooth texture, very colorful and lots of flavor throughout, but the main feature is on the very bottom.
A nice interlude.
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