There is a tiny bit of this post that is India related, but mostly it’s just Weird Old America related. Enjoy!
So I’m on vacation in California and we are in a tiny tourist town and I stop by the library (as you do when on vacation, duh) and check out the book sale shelf. And find a TREASURE! A cookbook from 1933 written by a radio personality who gave advice for homemakers. The recipes are a kick, but what is really mindblowing are the “editorials”.
So this woman was married, widowed, remarried, started writing a newspaper column, was offered a radio show, moved to New York City, became nationally famous and successful, toured the world, wrote tons of books, and was generally one of the most famous and successful women in America.
And she became a famous successful women by telling women “don’t be famous and successful”. The Cognitive dissonance is INSANE!!! And yet, familiar. Until recently, and still a little bit, every single successful Indian film actress had to sell this idea of “oh gee, the happiest woman is the one who is a traditional wife and mother”. Even though THEY THEMSELVES were pursuing successful careers!!!!! It’s the hypocrisy that burns me up.
And with that, enjoy these lovely poems/editorials giving us all lessons on a woman’s True Happiness:
“The Whole Loaf” about a woman who realizes that her job as a wife and mother is so much better than her burning desire to be an artist:
“Breakfast and Divorce”, you make a bad breakfast, your husband will leave you.
“The Kitchen Clock”, a woman’s happy day spent doing chores until The Man returns:
And the weirdest one, which seems to be suggesting plural marriage? “Martha and Mary”
And finally, in her section on “From Our Foreign Neighbors”, for “Hindu”, a lovely veal curry!
So yeah, that’s 1933 America. Women are being forced back into a tiny little box, no one really knows anything about non-mainstream white cultures nor are they expected to, and “The Man” is capitalized.