Australian culture is backward (?)
Below is the first part of a familiar rant from an unhappy lady. Her ethnography is correct. Australians really are like that.
I would be regarded s a deep-dyed villain in her book. On family BBQs, my ex-wife sometimes gets me my meal, then usually gets me my dessert and then asks me later on if I would like a cup of tea. I rarely get up.
So why does she do that? It's to a small degree because we are a pretty traditional family but the real reason is simply that she is a very kind person. She knows that I am rather clumsy and get involved in conversations with the men present so she simply looks after me. I noted the same in Scotland when I was there. I asked one of the Scotsmen at a BBQ why they did not fetch their own meal from the BBQ. He said: "My wife knows what I take"
There are many kind women in Australia who willingly do most of the housework. They have various expectations of their men and if those expectations are fulfilled they are happy to do their bit. The writer below seems not to know that.
The basic truth that she misses is that all relationships are different and the mix of expectations will differ too. As she herself acknowledes, the pattern I am familiar with is the norm. She wants to change the norm. That is rigid and dogmatic on her part. She should respect differences and stop trying to impose her preferred relationship pattern on others.
In fact, she has the unshakeable conviction about the rightness of her values that one so often sees on the Left -- a conviction that in Communist regimes regularly leads to mass murder. How much better for all of us it would be if the values of the carpenter of Nazareth were our guide
AT A party a few weeks ago, I witnessed a blood-boiling example of inequality. Through the entire three courses of dinner — for which the women had put together salads and baked desserts, organised decorations and gifts for the birthday boy — the majority of men remained glued to their seats as we milled among them, collecting plates, serving food and effectively waited on them, hand and foot.
It was a clear example at the huge gulf between the sexes in Aussie culture.
While there’s plenty of talk about Australian men increasing their housework effort, and being ahead in their contribution of men in other countries, it’s clear women are still picking up far too much of the slack. While I am fortunate to be in the minority of women with a husband more anal than I am about germs, women continue to do up to two-thirds more housework than men, according to data from the 2016 Census. I should also point out that while neither of us cares that much about housework, both of us are aware of the fine line between pretending not to care and hoarding empty wine bottles and “Pods” packets under the bed.
In his article, “Dirty Secret: Why Is There Still A Housework Gender Gap”, Oliver Burkeman sums up the problem rather succinctly when he says: “The ‘housework gap’ largely stopped narrowing in the 1980s. Men, it seems, conceded that they should be doing more than before — but then, having half-heartedly vacuumed the living room and passed a dampened cloth over the dining table, concluded that it was time for a nice sit-down.”
I can believe it.