Apparently I am on the cutting edge of the womens' movement and didn't even know it.
I thought I was an antisocial old hillbilly who stays home with the kids because she's outdated and has no skills that would pay for childcare. A useless throwback.
Evidently I am actually something called a Radical Homemaker, and I have in my hands the power to make lifestyle choices that will strenghten my community, help heal the Earth, and kick the consumption-based economy right in the balls.
Yeah! Go Mommy!! Power to the clothesline!! !
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"Alas, our dried voices when we whisper together are quiet and meaningless, as wind in dry grass, or rats' feet over broken glass in our dry cellar." --TS Eliot, "The Hollow Men"