Oh, my, what memories this brings up. My worst experience in my brief college career (back in the Dark Ages, aka the seventies) was my wall-mate in the residence hall that first year. She was attending college specifically to find a husband who would be able to support her in the manner to which she would like to become accustomed. She was several shades of outraged at those of us who expressed bafflement that she was attending this college- and it wasn't cheap, and she came from middle class, so there was a sacrifice to send her- and yet she was completely disinterested in actually, you know, learning anything, while she was actively pursuing her meal ticket to the future.
More than once, I told her that I completely supported her personal expression of life meaning, despite it being very much not anything I could identify with. And I expected her to show me the same courtesy.
Which she most emphatically did not. We who felt that women should be people in our own rights, were wrong, wrong, and OHSOWRONG, in her world view. And our very existence offended her, deeply. Because, we were WRONG. Women were made for getting married and having babies and taking care of hubby and house- and nothing else. Which, really, whenever she started ranting, made me kind of throw up a little.
Funny how times juuuuust don't ever quite change, huh?
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Date: 2011-08-05 02:40 am (UTC)More than once, I told her that I completely supported her personal expression of life meaning, despite it being very much not anything I could identify with. And I expected her to show me the same courtesy.
Which she most emphatically did not. We who felt that women should be people in our own rights, were wrong, wrong, and OHSOWRONG, in her world view. And our very existence offended her, deeply. Because, we were WRONG. Women were made for getting married and having babies and taking care of hubby and house- and nothing else. Which, really, whenever she started ranting, made me kind of throw up a little.
Funny how times juuuuust don't ever quite change, huh?