Been thinking a lot about this topic recently, as some friends and readers know. The topic of parenting, that is, not necessarily adjectives (though that subject is surely never far from a writer's mind either). Interesting, then, that this article should turn up, reflecting many of my own instincts and preoccupations. A crucial question might be: if at least part of what one resists about the idea of becoming a parent is the current culture of parenting, to what extent can one resist that culture in doing one's own parenting? To the same, or a similar extent that one can resist other distasteful elements of prevailing culture? Is over-parenting as easy and appropriate to reject as, you know, Facebook, hot yoga, beards?
I don't know. I don't think the current culture of parenting is the only thing about the idea of becoming a parent that I resist, anyway.
But, at least the article's author, Joe Epstein, gets the award for greatest curmudgeonly adjective of all time: 'piss-elegant.' Maybe I could stand to be a parent if I still got to use words like 'piss-elegant.' I'll have to think about that...
As anyone who's ever ridden the Metro in Boston knows, there's a sign on the wall along the blue line route that reads, "Outbound to Wonderland." Must be one helluva train, I thought to myself when I saw it. In that spirit of exploration, this is a blog of short essays on art, literature, law, economics, music, history, international relations, science...and everything else, too.
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Wednesday, May 6, 2015
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