LATimes has an article about Southwestern’s “Back to the Future” collegiate level homemaking concentration, entitled- completely not patronizingly at all- “They Love to Do Their Homework.”
This fall, the internationally known seminary — a century-old training ground for Southern Baptists — began reinforcing those traditional gender roles with college classes in homemaking. The academic program, open only to women, includes lectures on laundering stubborn stains and a lab in baking chocolate-chip cookies.
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Several relatives have told Felts that she’s selling herself short. They want her to become a lawyer, and she agrees she’d make a good one. But that’s not what she wants to do with her life.
More to the point, it’s not what she believes God wants of her.
“My created purpose as a woman is to be a helper,” Felts said firmly. “This is a college education that I can use.”
First of all, if they actually love to do their homework, then they are Stepford Wives of the first degree and also the program is shite. Coursework is supposed to challenge and frustrate you. Whether its calculating the free energy of a system of N particles or writing a paper on Jane Austen that won’t cause your professor to cringe over how one human being can be so wrong, college work is supposed to make you cry. These women should be throwing pinking shears at the wall screaming “I can’t believe that bitch is making me pink the hems of this thing!”
Second of all, who died and declared it to be 1914?
“The terrors of Greek, the intricacies of mathematics, the mysteries of psychology- all pale before the laborious toils of the laundry course, which requires good, stout muscle and a cheery heart rather than quick wits and a vocabulary,” reported the Times. As portrayed in the article, the young women in the Department of Household Arts were a giddy bunch of intellectual lightweights, who “whooped with fiendish glee” at the sight of a new and difficult stain, and disdained a classical education. “I hate your old Latin and Greek; what good does it ever do?” said one…
The point of the article was simple: “Nothing feminist about Teachers College, but good old-fashioned ideas and ideals.” There was no nonsense about sufferage of getting a man’s education for these girls. Instead, students “couldn’t imagine anything more fun than keeping house” and looked forward to pleasing a mother who “thinks the modern girl is an abomination.”
-Lynn Peril, College Girls p196
But most of all, it would probably help the rest of us swallow this “being a helpmeet is the most important and satisfying job any woman could possibly want” line a little better if your rank-and-file actually, you know, could stay on message? As though they might actually believe this crap?
It’s just that in the comments of some of these blogs I occasionally read when My Favorite Anti-Feminists link to them, I see maybe the slightest, barely perceptible whiff of an idea that maybe the counter-point guy in the LA Times article might possibly be right when he says:
“We’re confusing 1950s culture with the teaching of Scripture,” said Wade Burleson, a Southern Baptist pastor in Oklahoma. “I nowhere see where the Lord Jesus places limitations on the role of women in our culture.”
A completely unrelated blog post (a minister chastising a guy for wanting to exempt his own daughters from the feminine dependence trap, even if he prefers his own women to be feminine and dependent) quickly churns up a comment that perfectly distills this confused theology into its essence of hypocrisy with a top note of obliviousness:
My alumni magazine regularly features the former Lieutenant Governor (Jane Norton) and a woman doing her doctorate in something about improving the seminary education experience for women. When they brought on the current president, his wife is reported to have said, “With us you get two for the price of one” (a bit reminiscent of the Clinton “Co-presidency”, isn’t that?).
Of course we don’t want to hear about housewives! We have personal chefs (just heard about those this morning) and Merry Maids to take care of those tasks for us – women have more important things to do, like get a mention in Who’s Who or an interview on Larry King or make new laws to increase the reach and power of the nanny state. We have conferences to attend and meetings to be endured. And when we hit forty and realize there might be something deeper we missed? There’s always a surrogate in India whose womb we can rent.
Let’s ignore the boilerplate rage about all those snooty [wealthy] [white] [highly educated] women (the only beneficiaries of feminism, you know) hogging all the glory while their uteruses (uteri?) cry out for them to see what really matters, and focus on that top bit of spittle.
When they brought on the current president, his wife is reported to have said, “With us you get two for the price of one” (a bit reminiscent of the Clinton “Co-presidency”, isn’t that?).
One could argue, successfully, I think, that the whole point of the homemaking major, and the angel of the house revival in general, is in fact a drive to make sure we always get two-for-one. That’s the point of being a helpmeet? Right? Doing the shit work so your man can concentrate on his manly important work means he can be twice, if not more than twice, as productive. A guy that doesn’t have to pick up his kids from school is totally OK with a meeting that runs over half an hour; a guy that doesn’t have to pay the prevailing market rate for childcare or cleaning yet is magically receiving these services is a happy guy who will swallow quite a bit of shit to stay in the job that allows him to have these things.
With women at home, the costs of raising children remain largely hidden (especially if you can get her to homeschool the suckers)- you can afford to pay those guys a little more because it’s still cheaper than paying both men and women enough to cover the real costs of living. Plus, before women came into the workforce in large numbers, most men would almost have cut off their own testicles before demanding such pansy-ass things as “a life outside of work.” Now, all hell has broken loose and we have things like “flex time” and “paternity leave”.
And yet, when a woman actually puts this idea out there (and accepts it! No paying Mrs. University President for all the work she plans to do for you!) it inspires scorn – she’s not supposed to talk, after all. Women’s work isn’t supposed to be active. This taking an active role in helping your husband with is career (and Mrs. Important Guy and Mrs. Politician are in fact jobs that require a certain amount of skill and experience) is just a product of ball-busting feminism; real women are too busy garnishing their mirrored table top runners with seasonal-themed curled ribbon to actually show any awareness of the deal they’ve made. That’s why Southwestern’s housewife factory’s seminar includes such hard-hitting, mind-expanding topics like the “hobby of cross-stitching,” using “the Internet to track grocery coupons,” and most importantly, a “recipe for a surefire “freezer pleaser” — a triple batch of meatloaf.”
So forgive me for putting my hand over my wallet and backing slowly out of the room when people like Paige Patterson talk about how noble being a Christian housewife is:
In their vision, graduates will create such gracious homes that strangers will take note. Their marriages will be so harmonious, other women will ask how they manage. By modeling traditional values, they will inspire friends and neighbors to read the Bible and then, perhaps, to follow the Lord.
Far too often, their slip is showing:
“It’s not limiting at all,” said Jones, 35. “It prepares women for a variety of roles.”
Paige Patterson agrees. His goal is to nurture well-rounded women who can do more than press a perfect crease: “We’re equipping them to do home-schooling.”
A variety of roles, indeed.






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