Tuesday, July 12, 2011

the home-maker


Earlier this summer, I read Dorothy Canfield Fisher's The Home-Maker, originally published in 1924. Despite its title and publication date, it's quite a forward-thinking novel (not that that stopped me from feeling embarrassed when people saw me reading a book that was ostensibly about home-making).

The Home-Maker is the story of an efficient, energetic housewife, Eva, who is utterly depressed with her life and utterly unfit for motherhood. Despite this, she devotes herself to her housekeeping and family life in order to fulfill traditional societal expectations for her. Although Eva is viewed by her neighbors throughout the novel as an unimpeachable and perfect mother, her children are completely stifled, stressed, and anxious around her, to the point that they literally become sick. Her husband, Lester, is also unhappy. He is a very insufficient breadwinner who cannot seem to make his way in the career world.

One day, Lester is fired from his job. Feeling he has failed his family in every possible way and that the most he can now do for them is die and let them collect life insurance money, Lester decides to commit suicide and make it look like an accident. But, the perpetually unsuccessful Lester is not successful at suicide either. Instead of dying, he becomes paralyzed and can no longer work.

Eva, always the perfect wife and mother, makes the sacrifice of entering the workforce to support her paralytic husband and her three children. As expected, she finds she's very good in the workplace and her husband in turn finds he's very good at home with the children. After working for a little while, Eva's personality changes. She becomes more relaxed, her relationships with her husband and children improve, and the family begins to genuinely enjoy their time together. Conversely, Lester benefits from being home and from watching his children grow and develop. He becomes a more attentive father and contributes to the family in ways he couldn't before.

Although the book is occasionally didactic and somewhat predictable (there is, however, a bit of surprise toward the end), I thought Fisher still managed to create a fairly compelling novel that is well worth a read.

In particular, I enjoyed how Fisher examines what it means to be a parent. This book is not really about liberation for women, although that's a theme. Really, it's more a book about liberation for families and individuals. Fisher argues that each member of a family inherently has specific talents and abilities, and that a person's role within the family should be dictated by what they have to give, rather than by what they are traditionally expected to do. Fisher makes it clear that she feels good parenting is a difficult and complicated process that requires respecting children as individuals with wills and personalities of their own, and not seeing them as creatures to be "managed." She recognizes the skill and intelligence it takes to parent well and to truly make a home, and is therefore just as passionate about celebrating the role of home-maker as she is about pushing for tolerance for working mothers. I find it interesting that Fisher seems against the idea of passing the parental role on to someone outside of the family circle. For Fisher, each family needs to figure out for themselves a lifestyle that respects and nourishes each member of that family, including the children.

P. S. Although The Home-Maker is, I think, still under copyright, you can access Fisher's Understood Betsy at Project Gutenberg. I actually read this book first, and stumbled onto The Home-Maker in an attempt to read more of this overlooked author. Understood Betsy is a children's novel about an overly-coddled little girl who learns how to take care of herself and develops some self-esteem. It's even more didactic than The Home-maker, but worth a read for the hilarious opening chapter alone.

Monday, July 11, 2011

reading around the web

Technology and Isolation
Waiting for Dave, as Told by His Lamp

The post above is commentary on this commercial by Ericsson, a Swedish telecommunications company. It's a creepy look at how technology can snuff out real relationships, and Krulwich makes some valid points about what's wrong with this picture of the future. But, hey, wouldn't it be fun if your carpet could tell you how long it's been since it was vacuumed or if your appliances used status updates and winky faces to communicate amongst themselves? It's like Beauty and the Beast for the 21st Century. I sort of love that.




Facebook and Google+
Zuckerberg Finds Fans on Google+

Zuckerberg apparently joined to check out his competition and is now the most popular person on Google+. Maybe he'll get hooked . . .

Personally, I'm all ready to drop Facebook for Google+. I'm tired of receiving updates on "friends" that I haven't spoken to in years and never really knew well to begin with. It seems that most of my news feed consists of updates from people on the periphery of my social circle. I also could do without notifications that someone has answered a question about someone else or that my distant acquaintances have adopted pigs or begun to herd sheep, or whatever it is people do in Farmville. You can't control your news feed sufficiently in Facebook for my tastes.

Google+'s Circles is the best idea to hit social networking in a long time. Granted, Facebook has a similar option available with lists, but Google+ makes it simpler to share what you want with who you want, ultimately allowing for the option of greater privacy and more meaningful sharing online. As I see it, Google+ is a cleaner, more grown-up version of Facebook. Although I imagine it might take a while for certain crowds to migrate, I think eventually many will realize that Facebook isn't really what they need or want out of a social network. Google+ allows you to interact with people online the same way you do in real life: on a person-to-person or group-to-group level. So, from here on out, if I'm ever suddenly overwhelmed by the need to let 400+ "friends" know what I had for breakfast, I'll use Twitter. Otherwise, Google+ should meet my needs for interacting with family, friends, and other groups online quite well.

On the other hand, I can't see myself deleting my Facebook until more people move to Google+, so here's hoping.

The Royal Couple
Royal Couple Are Adored from a Distance on Brief Visit to California
Fans paid $400 for a chance to watch Prince William play polo — $4,000 to join the couple for lunch.
Erica Stanislawski, 16, who said her father was a longtime member of the Santa Barbara Polo and Racquet Club, said that her interest was strictly about polo. “Polo is a great game,” she began.
Her friend Lauren Lantry, 16, interrupted. “I’m excited to see famous people!” she said. “The prince is really cute. And she’s the real deal and super-pretty.”
Thank Goodness!
Rebecca Black to Release "Friday" Follow-Up

Rebecca Black will release a new single next week. I know, I know. Try to contain your excitement.

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Winnie-the-Pooh

Recently, I re-read Winnie-the-Pooh and The House at Pooh Corner by A. A. Milne. Although I first read these books as a teenager, not as a child, I was well-prepared to love them thanks to Disney and some shortened storybooks about Pooh that I was very attached to as a child. (I may have watched Disney's cartoon about Pooh being stuck in Rabbit's hole about a million times as a child.) When I finally discovered the books themselves, I was delighted not just to find my favorite stories, but to see that A. A. Milne was a wise, witty, ironic author. It is clear that he loved telling and writing these stories as much as his son must have loved hearing them. I liked the way he included his conversations with his son in the book. You feel like you're listening in on their bedtime ritual. I'd love to read these books out loud to a child.

Obviously, one of the best things about these books are the characters. Although the Bear of Little Brain himself is always endearing, you really can't top Eeyore in my book. How can it get better than a gloomy, bitter, attention-starved stuffed donkey? It doesn't hurt that he also gets most of the best lines. One of my favorite Eeyore moments occurs when Eeyore suddenly realizes in the middle of his thank-you speech that a party he thought was for himself is actually for Pooh bear:
"I might have known," said Eeyore, "After all, one can't complain. I have my friends. Somebody spoke to me only yesterday. And was it last week or the week before that Rabbit bumped into me and said 'Bother!' The Social Round. Always something going on."
I love it. Poor old Eeyore.

I also love this:
Pooh and Piglet walked home thoughtfully together in the golden evening, and for a long time they were silent."When you wake up in the morning, Pooh," said Piglet at last, "what's the first thing you say to yourself?" "What's for breakfast?" said Pooh. "What do you say, Piglet?" "I say, I wonder what's going to happen exciting today?" said Piglet. Pooh nodded thoughtfully. "It's the same thing," he said.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Mountain West Burrito

Yesterday, I met up with a couple of friends from my graduate program to chat about our plans for fall courses and eat lunch at Mountain West Burrito in Provo.

Before I arrived, I was already impressed with this place because they cook with only fresh, organic, locally-grown food. Even their meat is free range. And, ever since I read Michael Pollan's In Defense of Food last month, I've become very self-conscious (maybe too self-conscious) about my food and where it's coming from. It's nice to have an option for eating out that I can feel good about.

I ordered a roasted veggie burrito with a side of guacamole. (Each burrito already comes with a side of chips and salsa.) The roasted veggie burrito featured pinto beans and rice (was it brown rice?), zucchini, green peppers, onions, and probably some other stuff I didn't notice (I was paying more attention to planning a first-year writing course than getting the details right). Whatever was in it, it was yummy! The portions sizes are perfect: very filling without making you sick. The price is also great: my meal (including the add-on guacamole) was $7 even. Considering the quality of food, this is quite impressive.

This place almost makes up for this area having no Chipotle. Pretty sure I'll be a regular. You should go too.

P.S. Since I don't have a camera, you can check out this blog and their lovely photoed review of Mountain West Burrito for a better idea of the deliciousness that awaits you.

Saturday, July 2, 2011

the music man, david archuleta . . . oh, and brad paisley

This afternoon, I saw The Music Man at the Utah Shakespearean Festival. My sister and I drove to Cedar City last night to stay with my friend, Valerie, a costume design major who made several of the most beautiful costumes in The Music Man.

I loved the show: talented performers, great voices, great dancing. It was executed expertly by the cast and crew. I particularly liked the performers who played Harold Hill and Marian. You should go see it.

I wish we'd had time to see more plays, particularly some of the Shakespearean plays, but we ended up leaving immediately after the performance (as soons as the lights went down and before the bows, actually), so I could get back to Provo in time to go to the Stadium of Fire, featuring David Archuleta and Brad Paisley. Don't be jealous.

I might have driven 80-85 mph all the way home so as not to be late for David Archuleta. Truth be told, I'm kind of a big David Archuletta fan even though I'm about a decade outside of his target demographic, and I really only know one of his songs: "Crush." And I don't really like that song much.

Let me tell you why.

Last fall, I entered my name into a pool to get tickets to the annual Mormon Tabernacle Choir Christmas Concert. Tens of thousands put their names in every year and only a few receive tickets to the concert. To my surprise, sometime in October, I was mailed four tickets. I was ecstatic. Granted, I didn't really know anything about David Archuleta, but I had actually gotten four of the coveted tickets to MOTAB! I anxiously anticipated the concert night for two solid months.

Sadly, however, due to a series of unfortunate events, my group didn't make it into the concert. Like hundreds of others arriving too late and waiting in the obscenely long lines, we were turned away and invited to watch the concert elsewhere on Temple Square. We found some seats in the Tabernacle, but couldn't really hear anything. Although two months before, I hadn't cared for/had barely heard of David Archuleta, that night I felt a little cheated not be hearing him live in the Conference Center singing with the famed choir.

Flash forward six months. In June, I went to a book festival on campus. While perusing the program, I noticed that David Archuleta was set to appear at a particular stage at 1:30pm. I dutifully arrived at the spot at that time with my friends and thought happily about how I'd finally be able to hear him perform live and how the sound here in this smaller venue would beat what I missed out on in the Conference Center.

David Archuleta greeted the crowd and then sat down with an interviewer who, for half an hour, asked David question after question about books and authorship.

He didn't sing a note.

(His favorite book, though, is Paulo Coelho's The Alchemist, in case you were wondering.)

Again, I was foiled.

So, come the evening of Stadium of Fire, I was pretty excited to watch David Archuletta perform. I was even tempted to wave my arms in synch to his music like the hundreds of teenage girls in attendance were doing. Okay, maybe not really, but I did enjoy the experience. This kid is a good performer and has a great voice, even if his music is really pop-y. He also strikes me as a really decent person who I think tries to stay true to his values despite his fame. I admire that.

Oh, yeah, and Brad Paisley was there too. He wasn't too bad himself.

As a parting note, here is a David Archuleta music video for you to enjoy, in case you weren't at Stadium of Fire tonight. Yeah, you're welcome.