On mother’s day, my mom, my girls, and my aunt and uncle went to dinner. As usual, my mom started w the feminist talking points:
“Don’t even think about getting married until you are at least 30,” she says mostly to my oldest.”
“I countered, “Actually, that’s really bad advice.”
“Why’s that?” My mom asks.
“Because just like in musical chairs it’s not good to wait until all the best chairs are taken and everyone is fighting over the last few.”
She pondered it, then agreed.
I said, “A lot of advice aimed at young women today just gets repeated without much thought to if it actually works.”
It led to a good discussion, not one my girls had not heard before, but a teachable moment nonetheless.
In years past elder women guided young women and gave them good advice. For the past few decades the advice has been more like, “hey let’s all run full speed toward this cliff, it will be great!”
When one is young, they might assume that facts and logic will win the day with respect to discussions with others, but one is dissuaded from this notion soon enough. But sometimes it happens. The above appears to be a case.
How did it happen? It starts with the fact that the propaganda that they were filled with is just that — propaganda. When exposed to the light of day, some can see the silliness of it all. Another factor is that the kool-aid has apparently not be imbibed in too much. Probably these Feminist beliefs had not become core to defining themselves. In the case of girls, I would hope not, but these days the propaganda often starts young.
What is the lesson? When the beliefs are not too set in stone, they can be modified with facts and logic. Look for opportunities. Do people a favor. Explain the red pill truths to them.