Well, this won’t take long. I heard a nifty little tagline
on the Sean Hannity radio show yesterday—freedom is back in style. The
topic of yesterday’s show? The Supreme Court hearings on California’s prop 8,
which if the court refuses to strike down, will allow states to deny “certain” couples
the right to marry. So, I guess freedom
isn’t in style for everyone, Mr. Hannity. But you’ve made it clear you’re
okay with that.
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
It’s Nontraditional, So Women Won’t Do It?
I heard a pretty interesting story on NPR’s All Things
Considered yesterday. It was about military enlistment numbers. Increasingly, males are having a harder time
getting into the military. Why? They
simply don’t qualify. Arrest records,
dropping out of school, or simply being overweight keep young men from being
able to join. But recruiters report
fewer issues with female applicants.
And as the military accepts more women into their ranks, it makes the
recent decision to allow women into combat even more appropriate.
But as might be expected, not all men like this. Some complain that fitness standards will be
watered down to allow women to pass. Never mind that 20% of men fail as well.
One very high-ranking man, Bernard Rostker, doesn’t think they’ll come
and join in droves, though. His
reasoning is simple: “forcing” women into combat roles is nontraditional, and
the work is really hard. Now, I don’t know Mr. Rostker, but I’m going to make a
huge assumption and say that he’s never been pregnant (nor have I, for that
matter). But if a woman can carry and
give birth to a child, I think she can handle “hard work”. Really, how
insulting can one be? To suggest that
women won’t accept a job because it’s not what they typically do and it’s hard
is so incredibly offensive. Historically, women have stepped into these roles
with no problem—just look at WW II. The
only reason they left those jobs was because the men were back and because the
“real” workforce had returned—it was time for the women to get back into the
kitchen.
Let’s be clear—I am a Quaker and inherently oppose war and
the preparation for it. However, I am
also a feminist, and will be damned if some man is going to tell my gender what
they can or cannot do, and whether or not we’ll take a job because it requires
hard work. Mr. Rostker (and all your
good old boys who agree with you), the world is changing. Women can and do want
to work—and you can join us or get out of the way.
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Ending the Guilt-Trip Journey
I'm easily guilted--whether it's into donating money, food, time, or questioning my skills as a pet parent. Or how good of a spouse I am. Or whether or not I'm ripping off my clients by charging what I charge. You name it--I've probably agonized over whether or not I'm doing it well enough or am even worth it to begin with.
Evidently, I am not alone. Sheryl Sandberg writes about this in her new book, "Lean In: Women, Work, and the Will to Lead". She argues that women are perpetually guilty, while their male counterparts give no second thought to whether or not they are doing the "most perfect" job, or are even "worth" the salary they earn. I thought about this for a few days, and realized that I need to stop feeling so guilty--especially when I've done nothing wrong. I may not be a perfect pet mom or spouse, but really, who is? The fact that I am there, love my family, and do my best to give them good food, a good home, and good medical care is okay. Actually, it's more than okay. So "Bark" magazine be damned--I need not feel terrible because I don't give my animals home-cooked meals, or take my Dalmatian to the best agility programs the area has to offer. He is loved, has a good home, and most of all, was saved from dying in an animal shelter.
Which brings me to the salary issue. My other half--a guy--has never once come home and worried that he is not worth the money his job pays him. He never says that maybe he should be doing more to really earn that money. But me? Every time some potential client "knowingly" informs me that my rates are high, I feel horrible. I say "knowingly" because if they really knew, they would, in fact, know that my rates are on the lower end of what folks are charging for my line of work. This changed yesterday. A woman from a considerably wealthy area of town balked at our rates. Specifically, she wanted an additional visit at no cost, since, in her opinion, I was already charging her so much. The price she was haggling over? $59 a day, which included having me stay in her home at night. I happily--but politely--told her to call someone else. I was not budging. I am worth the money I charge because I am a professional. I have business overhead to pay, plus I'd like to be able to have a nice (yet modest) home, pay my personal bills, and not be dirt-poor. The fact is, she'd want to be paid what she is worth too, so why should I want any less? Just because I can live on less doesn't mean I shouldn't earn a living wage. And it also doesn't mean I should work for "free". I felt so good letting her go. And you know what? She called back a few minutes later and booked me. Score one for the newly "non-guilty"!
Evidently, I am not alone. Sheryl Sandberg writes about this in her new book, "Lean In: Women, Work, and the Will to Lead". She argues that women are perpetually guilty, while their male counterparts give no second thought to whether or not they are doing the "most perfect" job, or are even "worth" the salary they earn. I thought about this for a few days, and realized that I need to stop feeling so guilty--especially when I've done nothing wrong. I may not be a perfect pet mom or spouse, but really, who is? The fact that I am there, love my family, and do my best to give them good food, a good home, and good medical care is okay. Actually, it's more than okay. So "Bark" magazine be damned--I need not feel terrible because I don't give my animals home-cooked meals, or take my Dalmatian to the best agility programs the area has to offer. He is loved, has a good home, and most of all, was saved from dying in an animal shelter.
Which brings me to the salary issue. My other half--a guy--has never once come home and worried that he is not worth the money his job pays him. He never says that maybe he should be doing more to really earn that money. But me? Every time some potential client "knowingly" informs me that my rates are high, I feel horrible. I say "knowingly" because if they really knew, they would, in fact, know that my rates are on the lower end of what folks are charging for my line of work. This changed yesterday. A woman from a considerably wealthy area of town balked at our rates. Specifically, she wanted an additional visit at no cost, since, in her opinion, I was already charging her so much. The price she was haggling over? $59 a day, which included having me stay in her home at night. I happily--but politely--told her to call someone else. I was not budging. I am worth the money I charge because I am a professional. I have business overhead to pay, plus I'd like to be able to have a nice (yet modest) home, pay my personal bills, and not be dirt-poor. The fact is, she'd want to be paid what she is worth too, so why should I want any less? Just because I can live on less doesn't mean I shouldn't earn a living wage. And it also doesn't mean I should work for "free". I felt so good letting her go. And you know what? She called back a few minutes later and booked me. Score one for the newly "non-guilty"!
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