Posted on 06/18/2016 11:57:16 AM PDT by nickcarraway
We four women are well into our second drink at the bar when the war on men begins.
So he walks in ten minutes before the guests are supposed to arrive, still in his gym clothes, and asks if theres anything he can do, says my friend, a Long Island stay-at-home mother of three. The tables already set, the kids are already in bed, so I just tell him to get ready. And where do I find him five minutes later? Munching on the apps!
Oh my God, at least he asked to help, sniffs another mom. My husband wouldnt notice wed moved unless I told him.
I chime in: I know! Im sure the baby will still be up when I get home. She was playing, I say sarcastically, as if imitating my husband.
The joke that my husband is a wuss and an imbecile who cant be counted on to put our daughter to bed kills just like I know it will. Never mind that its based on a largely false picture of my marriage, a picture I regularly dine out on among my friends in what is admittedly a betrayal (however innocent) of my husband. If it is, in fact, sometimes true that my 10-month-old daughter is up late when I get home, its not because my husband is an idiot but because he favors a gentle approach to bedtime (playing guitar to lull her to sleep). Whereas I, usually tired and impatient at the end of the day, often allow her to cry it out. Expedient? Yes. But Im no shoo-in for Parent of the Year.
And yet I still throw my partner under the bus. To my friends. To mothers in day care. In secret mom groups on social media, which are ostensibly devoted to parenting tips but often devolve into complaint sessions about Dear Hubby (or DH, one of the various, sometimes snarky, acronyms peppering parenting boards, which also include DS, DD, and, occasionally, DW).
Heres a representative example from a fellow mom:
DH decided to take the baby for a walk this morning and I came home to find my one-month-old slumped over in her carriage. Poor kid probably hit her head on every bump. Then I discover hes got her wearing two different socks . An especially poetic entry:
Husband - * promises to do dishes* * watches TV* *falls asleep *gets up to pee* *tells me not to remind him because he knows* [ repeats 1-4] Im just really dizzy, I feel like I should go to bed MeOh totally fine. You can do the dishes tomorrow. [picture of tony but messy kitchen, sink filled with detritus]
Fun visual:
The specifics of the complaints may differ, but the discontent is the same: My (pick one) lazy/inept/thoughtless husband is a real idiot/jerk/asshole who doesnt have a clue about taking care of our kids/house/life, while I, the martyred wife and mother, have to do everything.
Husband-bashing is such an integral part of the mommy boards that the posts require no introduction, much less grammar or spelling:
When your kitchen is a complete mess because your hubby cooked your bday dinner. I just want flowers. [sneering emoticon] When youre almost 41 weeks and your SO still asks you whats for dinner every night. And I just finished baking cookies for his mom for her birthday then cleaned the kitchen. But he needs to lie down because he threw his back out. And when I say leftovers hes like [sardonic face emoticon]. My husband has never cleaned the bathroom(s) the entire time we have been together. Ive asked and he said he would then Ive caught him trying to clean the toilet with toiletpaper yea that ended quickly. It goes on and on. I wont mention the names of the bulletin boards lest I find myself banned. But for fans of the genre, theres also a nifty a Facebook page.
Its true that on average women still do more housework than men, according to the latest data from the Bureau of Labor and Statistics, a situation that has remained more or less unchanged for the last 15 years.
But even women who are lucky enough to be in equitable partnerships sometimes find themselves trashing our partners.
I try not to do this, said Katherine Stanley Obando, a mother of a 3-year-old who lives in Costa Rica. But when she realized en route to school that her husband forgot to pack the diapers in the preschool bag, she slipped. When I dropped her off, a whole group of moms was chatting right at the entrance with the teacher in charge. I announced to her and therefore the group that I had no diapers with me for the day, and it was because my husband had packed the bag. This was true, but I instantly thought, If we are a team, was that really necessary? Why did I have to say that? Of course, all the moms clucked understandingly.
When Jeannine Wallss two kids were little, she thought shed automatically have a million mom friends. But she found it difficult to bond with her peers, she recalls, because she actually thought her husband was okay. Going to the playgrounds around the neighborhood, Id always run into other moms who would sit around the sandbox and complain about their spouse, she says. I remember the circle coming around to me, and I kind of started and said, No real complaints here! and the other moms looked at me like I was a freak of nature.
No doubt there are some awful husbands out there. But theres also a lot of exaggeration. The question is why.
When moms get together and complain, its almost like group therapy, says Lisa Barr, author and editor of the popular suburban parenting blog Girlilla Warfare.
Its part of the sisterhood. A woman feels angry and alone and shares her pain because she needs to, says Shelley, a U.K.-born journalist living in Tel Aviv. So you try to make her feel that she isnt married to the only schmuck in town and most times youd prefer to share how your guy is a million times better than hers, but where will she go with that?
Where, indeed? Imagine if, when I was at the bar with my girlfriends, Id said, Oh, my husbands at home with the baby be careful to never, ever apply the sexist term babysitting to dad, since no one ever says it about mom and hell probably clean the house and cook me dinner, too!
Thats the truth, but expressing it would have stopped the conversation dead in its tracks, not to mention gotten me barred from the next gathering, where the conversation would presumably turn to me and what a condescending showoff I am.
To be honest, Im just insecure about my own failings. Thanks to his army training, my husband can clean the house and organize it far better than I can, even though Im the primary caregiver. (We are both freelancers, but since his marketing career is more lucrative than my writing, Im with the baby most of the day.)
Im not the only one cloaking my lack of confidence by slagging my partner. In the beginning of our marriage, he was a better, more skilled cook and had patience to calm children in the middle of the night, my friend Amy Wolfe, a mother of four from Brooklyn, admits of her husband. Once we were staying at friends for the weekend, and the wife commented how amazing it was that my kids called for my husband before me. I immediately searched for some domestic fault he had and pointed it out.
Still, we appear to be in the minority. Most moms are quite certain they do a far better job than their hapless husbands guys who are competent in their careers but are useless around the house purportedly unable to fulfill a simple honey-do.
Women tell their husbands, Id like you to do this, this, and this, Barr says, noting that they often treat their husbands like the babysitter or nanny, but theyre pissed when he doesnt follow the exact instructions bath, book, bed.
Are men actually idiots? Are these guys who manage to run their own businesses or show up to someone elses workplace and competently carry their careers suddenly unable to slap a PB&J sandwich together just because they got married and had kids? Or are we just taking our cues from pop culture?
In recent years, the image of the manly man hero, breadwinner and outdoorsman have been displaced by images of men as bumbling husbands and dumb dads, Thomas Bivins writes in a chapter titled Stereotypes in Advertising in the book Persuasion Ethics Today (Routledge 2015). The usually humorous portrayals of men, particularly in home settings, show them as confused and incompetent and in need of rescue by a calm and reasonable mom.
Yes, theyre all Ray Romanos, Al Bundys, and Homer Simpsons, and were the frustrated wives, rolling our eyes at their ineptitude, excoriating them behind their backs.
Dear Husband: Youre Not Dying, You Have a Cold, read a recent article on yourtango.com, just one in a series of Dear Husband pieces deploying the stinging sarcasm that is typical of the husband-bashing genre.
On one board, a woman whose spouse was sick for a week texts his wife to let her know he finally slept through the night. As she writes:
Wow thats awesome, I havent slept though the night in over 2 years!!!!! So yea, tell me one more time that you slept through the night and how amazing it was [[angry emoticon]] Heres the problem. I liked that post. And I related to it. Sometimes I too want to kill my husband because he can sleep through the night rather than having to wake up to nurse. But I shouldnt complain. If what everyone else says and writes about their husbands is true, mine is a prince.
And yet: He doesnt actually know what food to pack in the babys bag. He puts her diaper on so loosely, she poops all over the crib. He leaves the precious breast-milk bottle out to spoil after putting her to bed. Etc. And so I complain. Because Im tired. And while I love being a mom, and I know my husbands a terrific partner, parenting can be hard. I need to take all this frustration out on someone. And it cannot be the kid.
Then again, I cant take it out on my husband either. Not to his face. Not if I want to stay married. So I go out for a drink and lambaste him to my mommy cohort never mind that he could probably say far worse about me.
Then again, what are DWs for?
In the main, I find today’s crop of whining women to be the most self-involved and selfish bunch of twits.
And yes, picking apart your spouse for the amusement of others, striping him of humanity and holding him up for all to ridicule is the basest betrayal.
Opus
There is a lot we men could say that would get us banned from this site.
I will say this: men are judged, often harshly, by the women in their lives, because they are being judged by subjective and sometimes shifting criteria by the women. The women set the criteria by which the men are to be judged. Then the women get pissed off when the men do not meet the standards set by the women.
Whether the issue is laundry, housework, doing the dishes, care of the children, taking care of the family finances, grocery shopping, you name it, the woman sets criteria by which she judges her husband. And the husband may not meet the high standards set.
I speak from personal experience, so forgive me if this sounds like an over generalization. I’ve heard plenty from male friends about this very subject. Sometimes we feel that nothing we do is ever good enough to suit her.
We don’t vacuum properly. We don’t do dishes properly. We don’t fold laundry the right way. We buy the wrong brand of spaghetti sauce. We deal with the children differently than she would. All of this and more gets on her nerves.
I will close by saying that for me and men I know, we DO NOT judge our wives based on some list of things we wish she did differently. We are happy to be with her. We just don’t set such standards for house work or other chores of life the way women tend to do.
About 15 years ago I discovered that if I raise my husband up and proclaim him at the gates as wonderful he is. It gives me great joy to let the world know how wonderful Mr. Mercat is. Too bad for him we had already been married over 30 years but better late than never.
Guess what? All y’all snowflake ladies that are the True Rugged Independent Americans. More than likely there is a woman out there who would be happy to take him off your hands. In all likelihood even speak well of him. Keep it up and you will find out.
"Kronk come home and complain his feet hurt from hunting all day. I wish I could hang with buddies all day. I am stuck in dark, damp, cave with brats. Krona not understand how hard my life is."
This is so true and it is a therapy, a sounding board. Bonnie Raite has a song that I always thought smart called Woman Be Wise. Woman be wise, keep your mouth shut, don’t advertise your man. Don’t go around bragging about all the good things he really can do. If you talk about your baby, say that he’s so fine, Lord honey I just might get up and try to make him mine. Woman be wise, keep your mouth shut, don’t advertise your man. Treat yourself to the entire set of lyrics. So perhaps women are also using reverse psychology.
I swear she'd get ideas from them to bash me about stuff that didn't used to be a problem in our marriage, until one or more of her friends had whatever as an issue in their own marriages/relationships.
She must have felt left out.
Men have a whole different list of what they judge their wives. But good wives should demean their husbands to others.
Been married 18 years next month and with her for 22 years total. I love my wife and even like being around her all the time still.
That said if something were to happen to her tomorrow... Aneurysm, drunk head on, asteroid, etc...
I will never ever get married again. Marriage 1.0 meant commitment, shared burden, and yes sexual access for the man.
Marriage 2.0 means divorce rape of men, monetary theft of men, blocking of access (of fathers) to their children, insane family courts, and government support of divorce.
If I were 23 years old right now I’d choose MGTOW.
I never babysat my kids. Did it for other people though.
If a man is alone in a forest and his wife is not around to hear him, is he still wrong?
I have another take on this. Told to me by a wise older woman, in fact.
Dissing your man to other women lessens the likelihood one of them will try to poach him.
I started appreciating mine from day one and haven’t regretted anything, including some terrific hardships, after almost 50 years.
God help this nation if we are attacked with overwhelming armies or we lose the dollar’s reserve status, because if these women think their trivial litanies of annoyances are worthy of print, they won’t survive a crisis or even a minor disaster.
I avoid these kinds of women.
I discovered long ago that no matter how good we men are, women feel the need to constantly announce to everyone that we are somehow always lacking, and yes mates, it’s ALWAYS our fault.
One particular ex- figured out pretty quickly that we were a bit separated on the bell curve, and at first she thought it was outstanding that I was always so knowledgeable and intelligent... but as time went by I discovered that more and more she was portraying everything to show just how clueless I was in her eyes.
Apparently, she became quite insecure about how much more intelligent I was compared to her. Me? I was never concerned about that -I just liked her and enjoyed her company. Having her about just made sense, and I did not judge her on her IQ or even think about it.
And yes, when the relationship fell apart she assured everyone it was All My Fault.
Would she speak that way about her friends? No. Her children? No. Her father? Not likely. If you’re wanting to have a successful marriage, try to find the good things, hold your spouse in high regard. Engaging in idle, negative gossip is not constructive and affects your relationship in subtle and not-so-subtle ways. And, if he really is that bad of a loser, what does it say about the woman who married him?
And this is more an increasing number of men are walking away from the plantation. Why risk literally everything for the hope of having regular sex? Half of all marriages fail, and far more than of those, the divorce is initiated by the woman. On her word alone, with no evidence at all, a man could have his life ruined. Molesting his children, beating his wife, it doesn’t matter; any of those can permanently ruin a man’s life and any hope he has for his future.
Golly, I could have written that! Well said.
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