In June of last year, I posted thoughts on "The Problem with the Patriarchy". Since then, it has been on my mind to post a more concrete, anecdotal approach to an alternative mindset.
A few recent interactions have - I believe - helped to coalesce my thoughts on this. We will see if I can present them in a coherent way...
A few days ago, my wife asked me to go to the store for her to pick up some trivial bauble she was in need of. I have been working long hours for the past few weeks, and was busily trying to catch up on some of my household responsibilities, so this wasn't particularly convenient for me (full disclosure, she did ask if I was busy, or if I had time to go, and I lied and said it was not a problem).
Somewhere around this same time, I had a number of social media posts cross my path, in the vein of the men vs. women conflict. There were comments from "Alpha male" influencers asking "What does she bring to the table? What is she doing to earn her keep?", and there were feminist influencers comments to the effect that "At the point you are depending on a man for your basic needs, you have lost."
My wife doesn't bring income into the household. How does that impact me? Well, it creates a great burden for me, to be honest. I carry the full economic burden of feeding, clothing and sheltering my family. I work long hours, constantly in fear of falling behind on the knowledge required to remain gainfully employed in my career. I am constantly worried that this year might be the year my name gets pulled in the layoff lottery. She's on her third vehicle, while I am still driving the same crappy car. I watch helplessly as savings flow out to cover school and sports and other activities for kids, and hospital bills and home repairs and... I watch the inflow and outflow, and I see little hope I will ever be able to retire.
And what then does my wife "bring to the table", since she doesn't "work"?
My wife has attended nearly EVERY activity my children have ever participated in - dance, cheer, cross-country, football, band, track, theater (every showing of every show)...
My wife has been up in the absurd hours of the morning and to bed well after midnight to shuttle children to and from various extracurricular activities. She has spent entire days in her vehicle. Shuttling kids from one activity to the next, with no gap long enough to return home for a break.
My wife invested hours making spectacular birthday cakes, decorating the house, and creating food and games and other activities for the large number of gatherings which have occurred at our home over the years. She has always tried to keep snacks on hand - to make our home a place our kids and their friends want to come to.
She participated in PTA and Booster clubs, and many other volunteer organizations, to do what she could to "lobby" for our children and their friends.
As our own children have started leaving the home, she began volunteering at an English language learning center, providing service to refugees and immigrants who are working to integrate into a new and, for them, foreign country.
She is dialed into the community, so when we happened to have an extra kitchen table and chairs, and there was a family who had no furniture, we were able to immediately provide them with a table and chairs, when a man found himself living in an un-insulated camper in the winter, we knew, and that very night were able to provide him a space heater we had purchased the year before to deal with an emergency of our own.
She has a love for Family history, and mad private investigator skills, and she has applied them to helping people find and learn about their ancestors, and their heritage. She has even helped a few adoptees in their efforts to learn about their biological family.
Her love for family also ensured we had regular visits to grandparents and extended family, so our kids grew up knowing their Grandparents, aunts and uncles (both sides of the family).
My wife is part of the Young women's leadership in our church - responsible for roughly one hundred girls right now. She loves and mama-bears those girls like they were her own. She attends most every one of their extracurricular activities. She has learned the ins and outs of tennis, cheer, drill, etc..., and she is fully invested in them and their success. (We spent our last wedding anniversary cheering for one of her girls at a cross-country meet, in fact.)
My effort, my energy... quite frankly, it enriches billionaires - corporate executives and their shareholders, who by and large neither know, nor care what I do, so long as I continue to help increase their margins - help them to charge more and pay less. I'm am just another cog in the corporate machinery, at the end of the day, grinding away until I wear out or break down, to ensure the C-suite receives their multi-million-dollar bonus checks.
My wife's effort, on the other hand, enriches lives. She makes a real and genuine difference for individuals.
Many times we have been in a store and seen one of "her girls". They will, with no embarrassment, shout "Mama Sparkles!", and race across the store to give her a hug. They are eager to share their successes with her. And they will open up to her about some of their greatest difficulties, because they know her, they trust her, and they have felt her love for them. Young women who she has worked with in the past have driven out of their way just to see and visit her for even a few brief minutes. She is a bright light for so many, especially youth.
And beyond the benefit I receive just from being able to be on the sidelines, and observe the warmth and light of these beautiful interactions (and every now and again, one of them will take pity on me and give me a hug too), she keeps me alive - she reminds to to eat and hydrate (yes, I am prone to forget those basic necessities). She keeps me from looking like a hobo. She fills my life with adventure.
If she was engaged in a full time career, doing the "boss-babe" bit, and maintaining her own financial independence, she wouldn't be able to do all the good she does. She wouldn't have the free time or energy to invest in the invaluable, unpaid labor she performs.
This is what interdependence and teamwork look like. "It take a village..." as the saying goes. I remove from her the burden of the mundane, and leave her free to be a light, shining brightly in the village. She is a villager - one who contributes real, lasting, meaningful value.
And that is what this world needs - fewer corporations, fewer politicians, influencers, protesters... and more villagers.







