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Mildred's avatar

Wow, Julie, thank you for this article -- one more reason you're my favorite feminist! As a middle-aged single woman (proud spinster!) and late second-wave radical feminist (I was too young to be in the thick of the second-wave) one of my "pet peeves" for years has been the promotion of coupledom to the exclusion of all common sense. Some rare couples are great and pretty happy, and more power to them, but I think in general and often specifically that it's such an anti-social unit at heart, that I started calling many/most couples (including married couples) "two-headed monsters" (kind of an offshoot of "the beast with two backs"). The only coupledom that makes any sense to me anymore would be those fully participating in a larger peaceful cohesive social group such as in some present-day "matriarchal" societies. I've been a member of a number of heterosexual couples that lasted at least several years each and finally split asunder and good riddance, so I know of what I speak. It wasn't just me (or him), it was in large part the state of coupledom itself. I can't speak of lesbian coupledom, though I did observe it firsthand among friends years ago - it seemed better than male-female, but not by much. Nowadays I'm "coupled up" with cats (actually 6 cats, so of course we're not a "couple," though each cat thinks he or she owns me and the whole lot think I'm their mother/servant, which is as it should be for people with cats -- still way better for me than putting up with some self-centered man.... 🙃🐈‍⬛)

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My parents married in 1954, at the time my mum was often referred to as an old spinster, she was the last of her siblings to marry. My mum always said to me, I was too busy working and going out dancing to settle down. However my mum had a traditional view on marriage, she always commented on the weddings that were lavish and over the top and her lasting comment would be “ they will be divorced in a year”.

Mostly came true, my mum raised us to be independent of men and become career women, there have been times in my marriage I have wanted to exit but thinking about what my parents would think held me back.

My parents were married for 65 years until death, they were literally joined at the hip, finished each other’s sentences and always talking together. My mum passed first, then dad quickly after he couldn’t be without his rock. One last comment on marriage, from my mum “ marriage is hard work, you just have to get on with it”. So, with that message imbedded in me, that’s what I do.

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