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One of my all time favourite heros is actually a heroine. She is a war time character that came to prominance in the US, but quickly spread thoughout the world. Her name was Rosie the Riveter. An iconic figure, who represented all the women who filled the jobs that men left vacant when they signed up for the military.
Rosie wasn't just a riveter. She drove the trams and buses that got her sisters to work on time. She worked in factories, she flew Spitfires, she plotted enemy planes, she did just about anything and everything that men did. But she did it at a time of great need, so her efforts were, well sometimes questioned, but for the greater good, it was deemed acceptable. Deemed that is, by a condescending, male dominant, higher archy. Come peace time, Rosie was quickly laid to rest.
From a time when WW2 ended to the rise of feminism, that is 1945 to 1965, women were expected to: "Know Their Place!"
And that place was in the home. I don't mean barefoot and pregnant, tied to the kitchen sink. But women were considered to be the centre of a family. she it was that carried the unborn for nine months, before delivering a new born into the family, and from there, to look after the child and it's needs until such a time when said child could make it's own way in the world.
But in defence of men, of which, I am such a species, women were treated as the fairer sex. Men should always give up a seat to a lady, should always doff his hat to her, should always treat her with respect and deference.
My father was a house husband. His story may illicit sympathy, I hope not. But when you hear his tale you will probably understand. His wife, my mother, died very suddenly, aged just 33, leaving him with four babies under the age of ten, to raise on his own. He enlisted the help of family, until the youngest, 18 months at the death of mother, was five years old, and school age.
From then on we were all reunited as a family and had to take the cards that life had dealt us, and get on with it. And get on with it is just what we did, because our Dad instilled in us that life can be tough, but you won't survive it if you blame others for the knocks that you get from time to time.
That upbringing gave me a sense of fairness, and that fairness taught me that when society depicts a certain adage, as in women are the fairer sex. Or, "that's not a woman's work." Why should that be automatically believed.
Such precedents have contributed to to marginalisation of those, whose sexual orientation, for example, are not of the accepted mainstream, which is why I have always had a certain sympathy for those whom society regard as "queer."
And it's not just sexual orientation who buck the mainstream trend. There are those for whom the term: House-husband was invented. The guys who get much pleasure from watching their children grow, for being there when their, high profile, intellectual wife returns from the boardroom/courtroom or business meeting, to the bosom of her family.
Where would you suggst that the house-husband of the 21st century sits? Is he a wimp, Is he just lazy, or found himself a meal ticket. Or is it just like Rosie of yesteryear, but only now, the role models are completely reversed.
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A stay-at-home dad (alternatively, stay at home father, house dad, SAHD, househusband, or house-spouse) is a father who is the main caregiver of the children and is the homemaker of the household. As families have evolved, the practice of being a stay-at-home dad has become more common.
In colonial American families, the family worked together as a unit and was self-sufficient.[1] Beginning with the Industrial Revolution, large-scale production replaced home manufacturing; this shift, coupled with prevailing norms governing sex or gender roles, dictated that the father become the breadwinner and the mother the caregiver.[2] When affection-based marriages emerged in the 1830s, parents began devoting more attention to children and family relationships became more open.[3] Beginning during World War II, many women entering the workforce out of necessity; women reassumed the caregiver position after the war, but their new-found sense of independence changed the traditional family structure together with cultural shifts leading to the feminist movement and advances in birth control. Some women opted to return to the care giver role. Others chose to pursue careers. When women chose to work outside of the home, alternative childcare became a necessity. If childcare options were too costly, unavailable, or undesirable, the stay-at-home dad became a viable option.
The number of stay-at-home dads began gradually increasing in the late 20th century, especially in developed Western nations. Though the role is subject to many stereotypes, and men may have difficulties accessing parenting benefits, communities, and services targeted at mothers, it became more socially acceptable by the 2000s.[4] The stay-at-home dad was more regularly portrayed in the media by the 2000s, especially in the United States. However, in some regions of the world the stay-at-home dad remains culturally unacceptable.
One of my all time favourite heros is actually a heroine. She is a war time character that came to prominance in the US, but quickly spread thoughout the world. Her name was Rosie the Riveter. An iconic figure, who represented all the women who filled the jobs that men left vacant when they signed up for the military.
Rosie wasn't just a riveter. She drove the trams and buses that got her sisters to work on time. She worked in factories, she flew Spitfires, she plotted enemy planes, she did just about anything and everything that men did. But she did it at a time of great need, so her efforts were, well sometimes questioned, but for the greater good, it was deemed acceptable. Deemed that is, by a condescending, male dominant, higher archy. Come peace time, Rosie was quickly laid to rest.
From a time when WW2 ended to the rise of feminism, that is 1945 to 1965, women were expected to: "Know Their Place!"
And that place was in the home. I don't mean barefoot and pregnant, tied to the kitchen sink. But women were considered to be the centre of a family. she it was that carried the unborn for nine months, before delivering a new born into the family, and from there, to look after the child and it's needs until such a time when said child could make it's own way in the world.
But in defence of men, of which, I am such a species, women were treated as the fairer sex. Men should always give up a seat to a lady, should always doff his hat to her, should always treat her with respect and deference.
My father was a house husband. His story may illicit sympathy, I hope not. But when you hear his tale you will probably understand. His wife, my mother, died very suddenly, aged just 33, leaving him with four babies under the age of ten, to raise on his own. He enlisted the help of family, until the youngest, 18 months at the death of mother, was five years old, and school age.
From then on we were all reunited as a family and had to take the cards that life had dealt us, and get on with it. And get on with it is just what we did, because our Dad instilled in us that life can be tough, but you won't survive it if you blame others for the knocks that you get from time to time.
That upbringing gave me a sense of fairness, and that fairness taught me that when society depicts a certain adage, as in women are the fairer sex. Or, "that's not a woman's work." Why should that be automatically believed.
Such precedents have contributed to to marginalisation of those, whose sexual orientation, for example, are not of the accepted mainstream, which is why I have always had a certain sympathy for those whom society regard as "queer."
And it's not just sexual orientation who buck the mainstream trend. There are those for whom the term: House-husband was invented. The guys who get much pleasure from watching their children grow, for being there when their, high profile, intellectual wife returns from the boardroom/courtroom or business meeting, to the bosom of her family.
Where would you suggst that the house-husband of the 21st century sits? Is he a wimp, Is he just lazy, or found himself a meal ticket. Or is it just like Rosie of yesteryear, but only now, the role models are completely reversed.
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