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		<title>By: sol</title>
		<link>http://bycommonconsent.com/2008/05/14/score-your-sweetie/#comment-82190</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 23:02:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&lt;blockquote&gt;We think we are, but we are really not so different from all the generations before us.&lt;/blockquote&gt;

&lt;a href=&quot;http://stuporofthought.wordpress.com/2008/05/16/are-there-mason-jars-in-heaven/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Maybe we&#039;re still living there.&lt;/a&gt;]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote><p>We think we are, but we are really not so different from all the generations before us.</p></blockquote>
<p><a href="http://stuporofthought.wordpress.com/2008/05/16/are-there-mason-jars-in-heaven/" rel="nofollow">Maybe we&#8217;re still living there.</a></p>
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		<title>By: mary b</title>
		<link>http://bycommonconsent.com/2008/05/14/score-your-sweetie/#comment-82189</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 00:31:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My experience as a member of a family in the 1950s and 60s is that there were some women who thought they should live the &quot;Fascinating Womanhood&quot; dream, and others, like my mother, who thought it was a call to manipulative phoniness and told me in no uncertain terms that it was garbage.
My parents lived a life of honest communication and mutual support, made decisions together, hashed out their differences, defended each other fiercely and worked hard to raise their children while respecting our agency in spite of the dumb decisions we sometimes (often) made.   Our house was often messy and noisy, my mother didn&#039;t wear fingernail polish, and in our house aprons were worn primarily to keep fingerpaint off our clothes.
I think _Fascinating Womanhood_ and  “Leave it to Beaver” had the same kind of influence that “The Feminine Mystique and “All in the Family” had in the 1970s and that (put latest bestseller on women’s issues here) and (put most popular TV show portraying a family here) do now.   Some people thought they portrayed the ideal and tried to emulate it and others thought the patterns portrayed there seriously missed the mark and made their own way in spite of what the best-sellers or television were portraying as normal or ideal.
I think it’s always been that way.  We think we are, but we are really not so different from all the generations before us.  We live in a society where books and media portray family relationships in particular ways, some of which are sensible and some of which are totally off the mark, and, if we are wise, we choose to agree or not and then create our own lives.  If we are not so wise we swallow it hook, line and sinker and the we (hopefully) learn from our experience.  Men and women did the same in the 1950s and 1960s.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My experience as a member of a family in the 1950s and 60s is that there were some women who thought they should live the &#8220;Fascinating Womanhood&#8221; dream, and others, like my mother, who thought it was a call to manipulative phoniness and told me in no uncertain terms that it was garbage.<br />
My parents lived a life of honest communication and mutual support, made decisions together, hashed out their differences, defended each other fiercely and worked hard to raise their children while respecting our agency in spite of the dumb decisions we sometimes (often) made.   Our house was often messy and noisy, my mother didn&#8217;t wear fingernail polish, and in our house aprons were worn primarily to keep fingerpaint off our clothes.<br />
I think _Fascinating Womanhood_ and  “Leave it to Beaver” had the same kind of influence that “The Feminine Mystique and “All in the Family” had in the 1970s and that (put latest bestseller on women’s issues here) and (put most popular TV show portraying a family here) do now.   Some people thought they portrayed the ideal and tried to emulate it and others thought the patterns portrayed there seriously missed the mark and made their own way in spite of what the best-sellers or television were portraying as normal or ideal.<br />
I think it’s always been that way.  We think we are, but we are really not so different from all the generations before us.  We live in a society where books and media portray family relationships in particular ways, some of which are sensible and some of which are totally off the mark, and, if we are wise, we choose to agree or not and then create our own lives.  If we are not so wise we swallow it hook, line and sinker and the we (hopefully) learn from our experience.  Men and women did the same in the 1950s and 1960s.</p>
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		<title>By: Elouise</title>
		<link>http://bycommonconsent.com/2008/05/14/score-your-sweetie/#comment-82188</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 14:37:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[At the height of FASCINATING WOMANHOOD&#039;S popularity, the teen-aged daughter of a BYU English faculty member couldn&#039;t believe the ridiculous suggestions of FW were to be taken seriously. She decided to expose their silliness.

For two weeks, she used every trick in this very popular book on the young men in her high school classes, in Seminary, and at MIA.
She looked forward with glee to writing an essay debunking Helen Andelin&#039;s view of the relationship between the sexes.

Perhaps you&#039;ve guessed the outcome. &lt;em&gt;It all worked&lt;/em&gt;.
The boys began to flock around Alice, heretofore not heavily booked for social events. I don&#039;t believe she&#039;s recovered from the shock and its ambivalent emotions even now, decades later. Nor do I know if she&#039;s shown her grown daughter the book, or the excellent, sardonic essay she wrote about her experiment.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>At the height of FASCINATING WOMANHOOD&#8217;S popularity, the teen-aged daughter of a BYU English faculty member couldn&#8217;t believe the ridiculous suggestions of FW were to be taken seriously. She decided to expose their silliness.</p>
<p>For two weeks, she used every trick in this very popular book on the young men in her high school classes, in Seminary, and at MIA.<br />
She looked forward with glee to writing an essay debunking Helen Andelin&#8217;s view of the relationship between the sexes.</p>
<p>Perhaps you&#8217;ve guessed the outcome. <em>It all worked</em>.<br />
The boys began to flock around Alice, heretofore not heavily booked for social events. I don&#8217;t believe she&#8217;s recovered from the shock and its ambivalent emotions even now, decades later. Nor do I know if she&#8217;s shown her grown daughter the book, or the excellent, sardonic essay she wrote about her experiment.</p>
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		<title>By: Mike L.</title>
		<link>http://bycommonconsent.com/2008/05/14/score-your-sweetie/#comment-82187</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 12:12:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Joking aside, I think we are being a little harsh on the 1930s society.  It&#039;s likely, in my opinion, that the test is indicative of the faults of scholarly methods, rather than faults of society.

To make my point, imagine that a researcher were to ask you, &quot;What things about your wife do you not like?&quot;  People generally don&#039;t like to complain about people they love (especially if the other people might hear about it), so if it were me I&#039;d probably pick a relatively &quot;safe&quot; criticism.  Such as &quot;She wears too much smelly hair product&quot; or &quot;She takes too long in the bathroom&quot;.  These are relatively innocent criticisms that the wife probably wouldn&#039;t be that upset about hearing. (By the way, these are hypothetical criticism, just in case she&#039;s reading this, and of course I would not have any &quot;un-safe&quot; criticisms.:))

Conversely, when people compliment each other on doing something (like taking kids to church), that&#039;s not to say that not doing that things makes them bad.  I might say to my wife, &quot;You look very nice in purple.&quot; That doesn&#039;t mean I would think less of her if she wore a different color.

So if the researcher then took those things and generalized them into a list of things that make for a bad wife, well that&#039;s the researcher&#039;s fault, not the husband&#039;s.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Joking aside, I think we are being a little harsh on the 1930s society.  It&#8217;s likely, in my opinion, that the test is indicative of the faults of scholarly methods, rather than faults of society.</p>
<p>To make my point, imagine that a researcher were to ask you, &#8220;What things about your wife do you not like?&#8221;  People generally don&#8217;t like to complain about people they love (especially if the other people might hear about it), so if it were me I&#8217;d probably pick a relatively &#8220;safe&#8221; criticism.  Such as &#8220;She wears too much smelly hair product&#8221; or &#8220;She takes too long in the bathroom&#8221;.  These are relatively innocent criticisms that the wife probably wouldn&#8217;t be that upset about hearing. (By the way, these are hypothetical criticism, just in case she&#8217;s reading this, and of course I would not have any &#8220;un-safe&#8221; criticisms.:))</p>
<p>Conversely, when people compliment each other on doing something (like taking kids to church), that&#8217;s not to say that not doing that things makes them bad.  I might say to my wife, &#8220;You look very nice in purple.&#8221; That doesn&#8217;t mean I would think less of her if she wore a different color.</p>
<p>So if the researcher then took those things and generalized them into a list of things that make for a bad wife, well that&#8217;s the researcher&#8217;s fault, not the husband&#8217;s.</p>
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		<title>By: allen</title>
		<link>http://bycommonconsent.com/2008/05/14/score-your-sweetie/#comment-82186</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[allen]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 05:06:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&lt;em&gt;&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;My wife and I attended a sealing not too long after our own, and the sealer counseled the new bride to make sure she was wearing makeup and had dinner ready when her husband got home from work. (This was 12 years ago.) My wife and I were shocked. And glad our own sealer didn’t say anything like that . . .&quot;


This reminds me of growing up in the 70&#039;s.  Both parents worked and my mom always looked immaculate leaving for work in the morning.  For family dinners they would serve the meals with gold utensils and their finest china and crystal.

Today, it seems like such an excess but then again my mom was a perfectionist with a capital &quot;P&quot;.  She still arranges at age 85 to have her beautician do her hair.  Once a perfectionist  . . .always a perfectionist.  She&#039;ll be disappointed if the utensils in the celestial kingdom aren&#039;t 24k gold!&lt;/em&gt;]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>&#8220;</em><em>My wife and I attended a sealing not too long after our own, and the sealer counseled the new bride to make sure she was wearing makeup and had dinner ready when her husband got home from work. (This was 12 years ago.) My wife and I were shocked. And glad our own sealer didn’t say anything like that . . .&#8221;</p>
<p>This reminds me of growing up in the 70&#8242;s.  Both parents worked and my mom always looked immaculate leaving for work in the morning.  For family dinners they would serve the meals with gold utensils and their finest china and crystal.</p>
<p>Today, it seems like such an excess but then again my mom was a perfectionist with a capital &#8220;P&#8221;.  She still arranges at age 85 to have her beautician do her hair.  Once a perfectionist  . . .always a perfectionist.  She&#8217;ll be disappointed if the utensils in the celestial kingdom aren&#8217;t 24k gold!</em></p>
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		<title>By: Mike L.</title>
		<link>http://bycommonconsent.com/2008/05/14/score-your-sweetie/#comment-82185</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Mike L.]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 03:15:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A trip to the marriage counselor in 1930...

Husband: &quot;You wouldn&#039;t believe it. She wears red nail polish and the seams in her hose are routinely crooked.&quot;

Counselor: &quot;Hmm.. you make some good points. What do you have to say, Maam?&quot;

Wife: &quot;Well I can play the piano.  Isn&#039;t that worth anything?&quot;

Counselor: &quot;Yes, one point exactly.  Now let&#039;s get back to you sir.  Does your wife go to bed with curlers in her hair?&quot;

Wife: &quot;How did you know that?  Did you tell him that, honey?&quot;

Counselor: &quot;I see... suspicious... ah yes, minus five.&quot;]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A trip to the marriage counselor in 1930&#8230;</p>
<p>Husband: &#8220;You wouldn&#8217;t believe it. She wears red nail polish and the seams in her hose are routinely crooked.&#8221;</p>
<p>Counselor: &#8220;Hmm.. you make some good points. What do you have to say, Maam?&#8221;</p>
<p>Wife: &#8220;Well I can play the piano.  Isn&#8217;t that worth anything?&#8221;</p>
<p>Counselor: &#8220;Yes, one point exactly.  Now let&#8217;s get back to you sir.  Does your wife go to bed with curlers in her hair?&#8221;</p>
<p>Wife: &#8220;How did you know that?  Did you tell him that, honey?&#8221;</p>
<p>Counselor: &#8220;I see&#8230; suspicious&#8230; ah yes, minus five.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Bro Jones</title>
		<link>http://bycommonconsent.com/2008/05/14/score-your-sweetie/#comment-82184</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Bro Jones]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 May 2008 23:58:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Mark B Re: #18
Are you my brother?]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Mark B Re: #18<br />
Are you my brother?</p>
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		<title>By: FHL</title>
		<link>http://bycommonconsent.com/2008/05/14/score-your-sweetie/#comment-82183</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[FHL]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 May 2008 23:22:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My wife and I attended a sealing not too long after our own, and the sealer counseled the new bride to make sure she was wearing makeup and had dinner ready when her husband got home from work. (This was 12 years ago.) My wife and I were shocked. And glad our own sealer didn&#039;t say anything like that, not that I remember any of it. =)]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My wife and I attended a sealing not too long after our own, and the sealer counseled the new bride to make sure she was wearing makeup and had dinner ready when her husband got home from work. (This was 12 years ago.) My wife and I were shocked. And glad our own sealer didn&#8217;t say anything like that, not that I remember any of it. =)</p>
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		<title>By: Left Field</title>
		<link>http://bycommonconsent.com/2008/05/14/score-your-sweetie/#comment-82182</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Left Field]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 May 2008 21:13:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[#51:  I don&#039;t think either Dave or I were looking at hose.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>#51:  I don&#8217;t think either Dave or I were looking at hose.</p>
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		<title>By: Bob</title>
		<link>http://bycommonconsent.com/2008/05/14/score-your-sweetie/#comment-82181</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 14 May 2008 21:12:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[#55: I am sorry, I missed the joke, nor found the humor. So I had my wife do the test too...she also came up with the highest score.
 I am saddened to think of the lack of respect some of you men receieve.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>#55: I am sorry, I missed the joke, nor found the humor. So I had my wife do the test too&#8230;she also came up with the highest score.<br />
 I am saddened to think of the lack of respect some of you men receieve.</p>
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