Rant about marital status
Aug. 7th, 2008 10:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
matrixrefugeeJust had a lovely article handed to me by my mother, about how the people who, supposedly, are the most happy are married, conservative Christians with more than 2.5 children, written by a guy who is himself a married conservative Christian with more than 2.5 children. Now mind you, I have nothing against married, conservative Christians with more than 2.5 children, they're the sort who form the contrast to the oddball, single, gamer goth types like myself and therefore help to define us. You can't know the darkness without knowing the light, right? But when some smug statistics-nob goes and tells me that (indirectly), I honestly want to point him to my mother's family, whom Norman Rockwell wouldn't have had pose for him, and I think even Diane Arbus would have been freaked out by them.
I am sick to *DEATH* of the smug marrieds telling me I'm miserable just because I'm not a smug married like them. I think if I was a smug married, I'd be even more miserable and on a very bad day, I probably would risk one-upping both Lorena Bobbit and Andrea Yates at one go. It could be that I'm miserable because I've had a constant barrage of junk data like this spewed at me by people who don't seem able to imagine a life different from theirs, a life that wouldn't look like something out of a 1960s sitcom (with the exception of "The Addams Family", of course). Has it ever occurred to these people that there is a life beyond marriage? They're as bad as those fankiddies who write dreadful "hawt healing sex" fanfics, because of course, a toss in the sheets is a cure for anything, even rape. Like everyone is cut out for the white picket fence, right?
And if I hear one more comment about my biological clock, I am going to tell the next person that the ticking they hear just might be the Crocodile coming for them. Or that I just might throw my biological clock out the window so the ticking doesn't disturb them. Or tell them they might want to have themselves checked into a mental hospital for those auditory hallucinations.
Personally, I think the FtM guy who gave birth to his wife's baby via in vitro fertilization was on to something: If guys could go through pregnancy and labor, it would give them a whole different perspective on the guff they all too often put women through. And maybe they'd be a little less quick to come up with balderdash like the statistics-nob who wrote that article...
I am sick to *DEATH* of the smug marrieds telling me I'm miserable just because I'm not a smug married like them. I think if I was a smug married, I'd be even more miserable and on a very bad day, I probably would risk one-upping both Lorena Bobbit and Andrea Yates at one go. It could be that I'm miserable because I've had a constant barrage of junk data like this spewed at me by people who don't seem able to imagine a life different from theirs, a life that wouldn't look like something out of a 1960s sitcom (with the exception of "The Addams Family", of course). Has it ever occurred to these people that there is a life beyond marriage? They're as bad as those fankiddies who write dreadful "hawt healing sex" fanfics, because of course, a toss in the sheets is a cure for anything, even rape. Like everyone is cut out for the white picket fence, right?
And if I hear one more comment about my biological clock, I am going to tell the next person that the ticking they hear just might be the Crocodile coming for them. Or that I just might throw my biological clock out the window so the ticking doesn't disturb them. Or tell them they might want to have themselves checked into a mental hospital for those auditory hallucinations.
Personally, I think the FtM guy who gave birth to his wife's baby via in vitro fertilization was on to something: If guys could go through pregnancy and labor, it would give them a whole different perspective on the guff they all too often put women through. And maybe they'd be a little less quick to come up with balderdash like the statistics-nob who wrote that article...