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Recommended by Ricochet Members Created with Sketch. Five Old-Fashioned Values We Rightly Reject

 

After a steady diet of period films, literature, and historical nonfiction, I’ve realized that in some ways, our culture has changed dramatically in the last 250 years or so. If you or I were transported to say, 1820, and we mingled with Americans then, we would struggle to fit in. We often grouse about the loss of shared values over time, and it is true that some of the beliefs that strengthened family units and held our culture together have been eroded. However, a few of those entrenched traditional attitudes were harmful and encumbered our progress. Some of them were held in opposition to the self-evident truths proclaimed in our founding documents, or worked against the family unit, and I say good riddance. Here are some examples:

Marrying Advantageously: One is probably wise to consider a prospective mate’s financial situation (especially to the degree that they reflect work ethic). However, novelists such as Jane Austen, who were contemporaneous to rank-and riches-conscious cultures, detail for us a milieu of shameless social climbing and gold-digging. Behaviors that would today be considered tacky seemed to be somewhat acceptable then, even expected: discussing openly how many pounds a year one was given as an allowance, or whether there was an inheritance to be had. One’s spouse needed to be of the right social class, and (as one biographer argued was true of George Washington’s marriage) even calculated to move one up the social ladder. We might argue that today’s criteria for marriage, a sense of romantic connection, for example, are even flimsier than they were in the past. Even so, we ordinarily do recognize today that character, kindness, and work ethic come into play in choosing a good spouse and likelihood of a productive future together.

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Near the end of a great discussion inspired by Front Seat Cat’s post, Jim Kearney left a response to a controversial comment by Manny. Manny’s comment: Manny: At the risk of being provocative, let me say that it was a better world when women stayed home and raised children. Preview Open

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Promoted from the Ricochet Member Feed by Editors Created with Sketch. My Grandmother, Gay Marriage, and Blissful Disinterest

 

401050515_f83d3bbcde_zWhen a prurient, all-too-interested world insists on defining you by your sexuality, you’ve got two alternatives: you can hide it or you can flaunt it.

I lived in lower Manhattan in the early eighties, just before the sexual revolution met the AIDS epidemic and, believe me, everyone and everything was defined by sex — and there was plenty of flaunting going on. Straight people, gay people, just plain freaky people were flaunting their freaking brains out. Even relatively normal people — babysitting clients, professors, clergy, shrinks — were flaunting their purchase of the Joy of Sex, flaunting their open marriages and subsequent divorces, and flaunting their daring desire to snort cocaine and attend at least one orgy at Plato’s Retreat before they died.

Fortunately, as a wide-eyed, 17-year-old art student with a pronounced inability to read social cues more subtle than “wanna come to an orgy?” I missed out on most of it. (Side note: Can you imagine sending your 17-year-old daughter to live in lower Manhattan with no adult supervision whatsoever? Parenting was different too in those days). A natural puritan, I was destined to abandon Manhattan and art school; I transferred to Georgetown University, and met my first real boyfriend, Drew. Neither of us was into flaunting…but we did shack up.