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A Father's Journal21st Century ManBy Forrest Seymour
I haven't heard much lately
about any upcoming harmonic convergence. Wasn't that
going to change things around here? Maybe it did and I
missed it. I have, however, heard about an upcoming
worldwide meditation for peace. Whatever works, I say.
That radical Abbie Hoffman always did claim that they
were indeed able to levitate the Pentagon for peace back
in '68, that it spun in the air and glowed orange, even
if no one else quite saw it. We should all be bracing
ourselves for a plethora of such cosmic karma
convergencies, given the imminence of 2K, or, as the
folks from Mars would have it (the candy company, not the
planet), "M & M." In preparation for this
millennial change, I am keeping my eye out for strange
sightings; you know, birds in strange formations,
numerological coincidence. And my search has not been in
vain. Just last week we had here a sort of convergence.
As practicing atheists (we never can quite get it right),
Nancy and I reserve the right to celebrate any and all
holidays we please, as if holidays are a sort of
spiritual smorgasbord. This year that led us to pass two
days of Passover with her family, followed by a full day
of bunnies and eggs and other pagan rites, followed the
next day (and here is the crazy karma bit) by our
daughter's fourth birthday. While this convergence of
dates has little meaning for the rest of the planet, it
has been a time ripe with opportunity to do a bit of
sociological research, given the richness of this series
of rites of passage. At times like this, when we
hearken back to earlier eras through old rituals, bitter
roots, ancient Hebrew chants, little sugar eggs in
plastic grass nests, one notices how little things have
changed. Kids still fight over the best bits, and the
women still do most of the cooking. Is this continuity
with the past something for us to be proud of? I know I
feel more than a little uncomfortable lounging with the
guys chatting, while the women folk cook in the kitchen,
but I do still do it. There is a sort of
"meant to be" quality to overhearing the bustle
of cooking in the other room, regardless of the gender of
the chefs. Though there is no doubt in my mind that most
of the men and women involved in Nancy's family's
Passover prep agree in theory with ideals of equally, I'd
bet most of them too, men and women, find satisfaction in
playing out the rolls at this holiday that they know
millenniums of generations before them have. Gender
stereotyping arises from these ancient cycles making it
difficult to understand, much less subvert. Recent data, however,
suggests that men and women are in fact moving towards
more equality in the domestic realm. A study just
released by the Families and Work Institute (http://www.familiesandworkinst.org/) suggests that men are doing more
at home. (Though the Families and Work Institute appears
to be funded primarily by large corporations, and so
probably reflects their agenda, they have none-the-less
generated some interesting and timely studies and books
on fathering.) While this study's findings may be just a
minor blip over eons of history and herstory, it is a
blip during our lifetimes, and so worthy of note. Over the last 20 year, we
are told, U.S. men as a group have radically changed
their behavior in the areas of housekeeping and child
care. Men are now spending 75% of the time that women
spend on these tasks, as compared to 30% in 1977. Women
in turn have slightly decreased the amount of time they
spend on housework and child care. At the same time, 70%
of parents say they do not have enough time to spend with
their children. While there are no big surprises in the
findings of this study, it is good to see men getting
credit for riding the wave of change the last 20 or 30
years have wrought. For many it has been a struggle. Twenty years ago I believed
real change came only in sudden surges, revolutions,
maybe even cosmic alignments. At times I've even worked
to foment such radical change. But these days I am less
sure. Perhaps this comes in part from watching a child,
my daughter, grow day to day. She has changed radically
in her short life, but not suddenly. Even what appears
sudden, like the day she insisted we mail off all her
pacifiers, are changes that have taken painstaking and
often painful preparation. So too with changes in our
behavior around gender related issues. It is harder and harder for
men to see the privilege we garner simply by gender. And
this is good, a sign that many of the more overt forms of
women's oppression are being removed. But what is left is
more insidious, harder to see, harder to alleviate. And
just to confuse things, the oppression men experience
becomes more obvious as their privileges diminish. Some
of the most vocal men on this issue are single fathers
who feel the courts and larger society discriminate
against them because they are not mothers. It can be
shocking to suddenly discover one is oppressed after
years of being called the oppressor. At my daughter's birthday
she wore once more her Halloween costume, a purple and
white full length gown with golden sequined lace. I was
once very proud to point out to who ever would listen
that I sewed that dress myself. But after six months of
exceptional praise for this one feat of tailoring, I find
myself a little ashamed. I sewed one thing. Granted it is
big and fluffy, but I cut corners, I skipped the lining.
Look at those seams, they are horrible. But I am now
known in my daughter's preschool as the father who sewed
the costume himself. What about all those women
who sew all their kids clothes? The ones who are artists
with thread? The ones who have no choice? Who raves for
their hard work? I sew one thing, one useless frivolity,
and I get treated like a king. What gives? The amazed praise I
garnered for this feat was mostly from women. Women who,
according to the Families and Work study, probably no
longer have time to sew, if they ever did. It did not
seem like the kind of praise which would welcome me to
the circle of parents who sew. If anything it felt like
the false praise of those who fear they are losing
something. Maybe I make too much of this, but not one
women said to me what I have now come to think,
"what's the big deal? Lots of parents sew. You think
as a man you deserve special praise?" Men do deserve special
praise, at least for a few moments, for doing 75% of the
work women do, for working to let go of what often
appears to be privilege. Then after a bow, they've got to
get back out there and try just a little harder. Who can
say 100 percent! And women need to see and appreciate the
hard changes men have made, the trauma of learning you
are not really on top anymore, if you ever were. And then
they've got to nudge those guys back into the nursery,
behind the vacuum, into the Kosher kitchen. It is a brave
new world. It is millennial change. Maybe it is almost a
radical revolution, even if no one else quite sees it.
But it isn't easy for anyone.
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