This is part 1 of a 4 part series.
I went to the gym today and watched men gaze at their cellphones. Now and then they would stop looking at the phone and lift some weights. I’ll explain to you why I could kick all of their asses in a fight even though almost all of them can lift more weight than I can.
I remember when cellphones were like bras. Only women bought them.
Yup. I’m that old.
Last night I was watching a special on CNN about the United States in the 1960s. A women’s rights activist complained that being home all day with two small kids was mental torture. She was nearly in tears. I totally get that. I love kids, but being around them for more than ten minutes feels like brain death. You can’t think your own thoughts, do what you want to do, or take your eyes off them. And 80% of your interactions can be unpleasant if you are the disciplinarian.
Being a parent on a school night can be torture. The schools load up the kids with hours of homework and hand them off to their parents, tired, restless, and unsatisfied. The workload is beyond what most kids can handle without a struggle. The parents compensate by yelling and threatening their children. The family environment is a cage fight on a good day.
You know what would solve that?
Get rid of marriage.