Mulling things on my morning ramble
with Storm, the family's mixed Lab.
A muskrat morning. Even 40 years years from trapping, I walk out on a morning like this--too warm (mid-60s, and damp--and think it will be a good one for muskrat trapping.
It's the kind of night they are active in.
But muskrat trapping is bordering on the too primitive or primal for the 21st Century.
Astonishingly dark morning. At 6 a.m., when the meathead and I set out, it was so dark--How dark was it?--I didn't expect to see any of the usual wildlife.
Normally, I work at writing until light, then set out.
But in this modern day and age, I check the radar. On it, I saw a break in the stream of showers and storms, so I figured we had best go, dark or not.
That got me thinking about technology. In earlier days, I would have just thrown on a raincoat as a precaution and went. Now I check radar and plan accordingly.
Yesterday on the way back from Rayjus Outdoors - Oak Lawn High School Bass Tournament at Des Plaines SFWA, I had public radio on.
In one segment, they were interviewing Elisabeth Badinter, the author of The Conflict: How Modern Motherhood Undermines the Status of Women.
Oh, it is very much what the title sounds like.
Yet, I was fascinated, because one level Badinter is absolutely right: modern motherhood is confining.
It's not officially decreed, but it is certainly socially expected that modern mothers go back to on-demand breast feeding. As somebody who has been the husband in that for three kids, I can emphasize. It is time-consuming, no make that all consuming.
Yet, the other side of me says, yes, bringing kids into the world is time-consuming, no make that all consuming. One or both of the parents need to make an iron-clad commitment to focus on raising the kids.
She had other examples of how technology is being viewed with suspicion and we are reverting to older ways of raising kids, which takes more time and opportunities away from the mother.
Finally, the interviewer (I think the show was Soundprint) asked the question I was wondering about. Where the hell is the dad in this scenario?
Badinter was much as I expected, basically dismissive of how much impact that can have on giving women more freedom in modern motherhood. In my small world, I find the good husbands and dads figure out, at least eventually, that they better get off their dumb asses and pitch in with parenthood.
I guess that is my main point. It is not a matter of modern motherhood, as much as it should be modern parenthood.
That is a mulling you probably didn't expect.
Sure enough, at the bridge over the neckdown between the two old pits, a muskrat splashed off. That was it for wildlife.
On the back side of the town pond, a freight train slowly chugged north, it's brilliant headlamp circling stunning light through the brush.
Back in town, artificial light--street lights, the light in the beer cooler on the corner tavern, the bank entrance lights--lifted the darkness.
Soon enough, the darkness lifted in increments, as it naturally does.