The Blog: Judgy Bitch. Monthly-ish updates, usually in the form of long, point-by-point critiques of articles by feminists saying the sorts of things that feminists who write say.
Why I Like It: In a perfect world, debates would be independent of debaters, and issues would stand on their own. However, this isn’t a perfect world, and it sure is nice to have a duo (I think) of the female persuasion on-board in this community. The writing is thoughtful and frequently wickedly funny.
Best Of: The humor in this post made me laugh out loud in public today, and inspired me to get back to updating my blogroll a bit more often:
…what I object to in Wurtzel’s despairing accusation is that my relationship with my husband is a strict quid pro quo exchange of one service for another. It’s Wurtzel’s insistence that an equal relationship can only be measured by one metric: MONEY. A marriage is a vehicle for the EXCHANGE of wealth.
That leads to only one conclusion: If my husband earns all the money, I must OWE him something for that, and in Wurtzel’s mind, that one thing is SEX. Wurtzel didn’t say women who are supported by men are HOUSEKEEPERS, because that would mean I owe my husband a clean house. She didn’t say women who are supported by men are CHEFS, because that would mean I owe my husband food. She didn’t say women who are supported by men are NANNIES because that would mean I owe my husband childcare.
Nope. We’re PROSTITUTES, so that means what I owe my husband in exchange for my keep is BLOWJOBS. Lots of them. What’s the street rate for a blowjob? I’m not sure. Let’s say $50? Does that sound fair? So we’ll put Mr. JB’s salary at $100 000/year (I’m not really sure, I pay very little attention to those details). That means I owe Mr. JB 2000 blowjobs every year.
Jesus. That’s over 5 blowjobs a day, no weekends off!…
So in Wurtzel’s mind, I have two choices: I can ante up and deliver my fair share of blowjobs, or I can get out there and earn some money, thereby reducing my blowjob workload. If I picked up a job for say, $50 000/year, I would be down to just over 2 blowjobs a day.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is what a truly equal partnership looks like! Microsoft Excel is going to be useful in keeping track of all this. I’m also going to need some kneepads and probably a whole lot of Prozac to survive this kind of equality.