It’s been said, here at least, that when someone uses the term “emotional labour” unironically, the person doing the mouthing is most likely a bit of a nightmare. Say, the kind of woman who complains about the “emotional labour” of hiring a domestic cleaner. Or the kind who bitches about her husband and his shortcomings in the pages of a national magazine, where friends and colleagues of said husband, and perhaps his own children, can read on with amusement.
In the pages of Harper’s Bazaar, empowered feminist Gemma Hartley bemoans the “emotional labour” of getting her multiple bathrooms cleaned by someone else.
“Or the kind who bitches about her husband and his shortcomings in the pages of a national magazine…..”
Doubtful that real men would keep a spouse like that for very long.
A guy would be screwed either way. If he punts the bitch then he can say goodbye to any financial freedom he thought he might have thanks to a willing court system she will use to destroy him.
Not to marry one in the first place would be the obvious advice but those types are deceiving until they get you by the nuts.
Live can be difficult for many people.
Yet … never before in history … have so many been able to kvetch about so much to so many. It’s quite tiresome for all us well-adjusted humans. I’ve stopped rubbernecking their smash ups … perhaps that’s why I became bored with Tiger King after 1-1/2 episodes. Hey … I gave it a chance.
Pity eh? To think that all that angst and suppressed anger springs from her childhood jealousy of not being able to experience the joy of writing her name in the snow.
The problems of the rich.
The mans either extremely tolerant or is too scared of her to leave knowing he would be foregoing any discretionary income for the next 15-20 years if he did pack up and leave.
Joseph, I’ll take latter for $1000
She could do the whole family a favor. Walk out. Never look back. Leave the kids behind.
Sweeping generalizations much? Does she enjoy them when said about women?
I’m sure she would be irritated if I said what she’s not doing, and the good thing is she has two, or three choices
(a) do stuff herself instead of nagging
(b) not do it herself and just suffer the consequences
(c) try not to marry people with whom she’d be eternally unhappy about them not providing services she’d like them to provide
Now, some feminists understand equality in two ways
(1) a feminist is entitled to do whatever she wants and to not do whatever she does not want
(2) a feminist is entitled to a partner who does what she wants and doesn’t do what she doesn’t want the partner to do
It doesn’t work that way, but sadly many men are not willing to say no.
Gotcha. It could also be her husband is having first signs of Alzheimer disease, and soon he’ll incapable of starting any activity. That happens. Usually the husband gets it first.
This reminds me of one of my favorite movie lines from Maggie Smith, as the elderly aunt in the movie “Gosford Park”. She is complaining to her niece, who is the hostess of the weekend party, that “it is just exhausting training a new maid!”. My friend and I laughed and laughed about that and have used it as a code phrase from time to time when our first world lives are “just hell!”
Yes Pet. No my Pet. With many feminists it seems their goal is to live a life completely free of toil and struggle. The perfect man will act as a slave to them, earn well into six figures and read minds.
I was going to comment at Harpers but noticed that the article was published in 2017, too late now.
About time they changed the name to Harper’s Bizarre
It is ironic, isn’t it, that the most privileged and pampered women in the world are also the biggest whiners?