Another feminist screed went viral this week. The title tells you everything you need to know: "I'm a Great Cook. Now That I'm Divorced, I'm Never Making Dinner for a Man Again." Written by a woman named Lyz Lenz, it tells the sad tale of a beleaguered, unappreciated wife who magnanimously cooked for her family until she decided that cooking is oppressive and vowed to never do it again. Soon after, her marriage fell apart.
Feminists are hailing the article as an insightful and beautiful ode to female liberation. I think it's silly, self-pitying, and rather embarrassing for the author. But then, I am a member of the Patriarchy, so perhaps my judgment is clouded. Let's look at some excerpts and you can judge for yourself.
That night I dumped the water in the sink. Tossed the ingredients in the trash. I poured myself a glass of wine and threw some frozen chicken nuggets in the microwave. When my husband came home, we were already eating.
Only women can be celebrated for neglecting their families. That's what feminism has achieved.