All This and $9 Will Get You Popcorn and a Soda
Posted
December 2, 2006 at
8:26 pm by
Amy
Saturday Night Fever was my first R-rated movie. ?‚? I was 12.?‚? I bought a ticket and walked right in past the ticket-takers and among the ushers with 12 year old girlfriends on a Sunday afternoon at my local movie theater, which, in 1977 was simply that, a movie theater, not a mega-plex.?‚? ?‚? Popcorn was sold in boxes, not bushels. Before that day, John Travolta was simply Vinnie Barbarino and The Boy in a Plastic Bubble.
It’s an understatement to say that times have changed.
Almost thirty years after Night Fever (cough, choke), I would just as soon drop my 14 year old son off at an R-rated movie as I would hand him the keys to the car and my American Express.?‚? It’s just not time yet. ?‚? But he doesn’t want to watch claymation, animation or animal tales.?‚? He doesn’t want sweet or sentimental.?‚? He goes for action or horror or adventure or toilet humor, which is all completely appropriate considering?‚? he’s almost 15.?‚? ?‚? ?‚?
Why wouldn’t kids start seeing R-rated movies before age 17? Fact is, many kids today start seeing PG-13 movies well before age 13. My son was around 11 when G and PG movies were just not amusing or entertaining.?‚? That was just about the time I was ready to drop talking candlestick flicks for something a little more upbeat. At that time he was still seeing movies with me, so they were reviewed and monitored for content. As the younger sibling, my daughter started seeing PG-13 movies around age 9.?‚? And while those weren’t always my most stellar parenting decisions (i.e. do not see Must Love Dogs with your preteen, because it is NOT appropriate, while similarly rated The Perfect Man is absolutely fine), it has not adversely affected the world as we know it or even her developing psyche or sense of self.?‚?
Actually sometimes I think it’s good for kids to be well-aware that they’re the victims of an error in parental judgment.?‚? After all, it gives us leverage for not making the same mistake again, and for the right to cover their eyes on occasion, or hope that their popcorn and gummy worms are as interesting to look at as they are tasty. ?‚?
How do we know where to draw the lines when what’s acceptable for PG or PG-13, or even R, keeps changing??‚? Is it ok for a 14 year old to watch people get blown to pieces but not someone’s naked backside or some intentional boobage??‚?
And is?‚? there a difference?‚? between MTV shows, many of which I do allow him to watch,?‚? and R rated movies??‚? Is there a difference between R-rated sex and R-rated violence??‚? How about what he can find when he outmaneuvers my parent controls on the tv when I’m not around.?‚? Do I just succomb to pressure and allow him to see an R-rated movie in a theater??‚? ?‚? If I don’t, am I a hypocrite??‚? And who decides??‚? Absolutely not, and…ME! ?‚? It’s the privilege of being a parent ???‚¬??? I’m judge and jury in a court of one handing down sentences and changing my mind, when appropriate or when I feel like it.
But is it unrealistic to think that the time isn’t right now when I’m still around monitoring what I can while gently shoving him in the right direction and screaming my opinions through the crack under the closed bedroom door?
I guess I’ll just keep making these decisions on a case by case basis.?‚? Precedents matter not,?‚? but I suffered no negative effects by seeing Saturday night Fever at age 12. I didn’t want to become a dancer or wear platform shoes or have sex in the back of a car (at least until I was older) and I still know every word to Stayin’ Alive.
Oh yeah. I suppose that part about “no negative effects” is completely subjective.
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Tags: movie ratings, Parenting, teens
Not A Pretty Picture
Posted
November 18, 2006 at
10:27 am by
Amy
Twenty-one year old Ana Carolina Reston died in Sao Paolo, Brazil on Tuesday due to complications from anorexia nervosa.
She weighed 88 pounds.?‚? At 88 lbs she had a body mass index of 13.5%.?‚? Anything under 18.5% is considered malnourished.?‚?
Does it matter that she was a model??‚? Yes and no.?‚? She was also someone’s daughter, granddaughter,?‚? possibly a niece, maybe an aunt, most likely a friend.?‚? Not all those afflicted with anorexia are models, but all are dying to be thin. I know that was the name of a movie of the week at some point, but it certainly describes the epidemic perfectly.?‚?
No matter what or who she was, she ?‚? caught-up - or shall I say - tangled up - with the driving need to be thin. So much so that thinness became her addiction and her illness?‚? and it overtook - and took - her life.
Its not news that models are too thin these days and that it sends a convoluted message to girls, women, boys and men everywhere as to what a healthy body is - and what a healthy body image should be.?‚?
In Spain, models must have a body mass index of 18%.?‚? That country is trying to keep its young models alive. Thinner than most of us still, but not dead model walking thin.?‚? And I think that’s a good start and a trend worth following.
I’m telling my eleven year old about the Brazilian model and also about?‚? the ruling in Spain.?‚? Not that I think she’s anorexic - or even has the tendency to be.?‚? Not that I want to scare her. I just want her aware of what happens to?‚? some people sometimes - and that it is possible to be too thin.?‚? Not too thin?‚? along the lines of the girls who are still sporting little girl bodies in junior high, but?‚? so thin that?‚? it isn’t healthy. I think that is a hard concept?‚? for us to wrap our heads around, even as adults. We know it, but it’s hard to believe and understand.
So while?‚? Brazilian bikini waxes get a lot of?‚? airtime?‚? ?‚? — why not this story from south of the equator??‚? Because?‚? a young model dying from anorexia nervosa is not a pretty picture.?‚? Real images of a young woman at 88 lbs with bones sticking out of paper thin skin, gaunt cheeks and?‚? sunken sullen eyes do not sell the magazines that Ana Carolina was dying to be in.
When you’re in the pretty picture business, death and dying do not add up to dollars.
Maybe just once if these magazines would hold up an example of ‘What Not To Do’ it could make as much of an impact on young girls?‚? everywhere as the famed “What Not To Wear” has made on the contents of many closets.
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Tags: Ana Carolina Reston, anorexia nervosa, eating disorders, health, models, teens When Being The Same Is Different
Posted
November 12, 2006 at
9:22 pm by
Amy
Today I drove an hour to a faraway/nearby suburb to deliver my eleven year old daughter for an hour and a half of?‚? fun with her sleep-away camp friends.?‚? ?‚? Yes, it was the?‚? long-awaited, much anticipated?‚? Camp Reunion! For two weeks in the summer she lived with these girls, rode horses with them, ate with them, sang songs with them, and made memories with them that are undeniably some of the best she’ll ever have.?‚?
In addition to some outdoor living skills, water-skiing, archery and ceramics, my daughter also learned another lesson on the banks of that lake in the boonies of Michigan.?‚? She learned what it’s like not to be a minority.?‚? Although not a Jewish camp, 95% of the campers are Jewish, like we are.?‚? The other 50 weeks of the year she lives in an economically, racially and ethnically diverse suburb.
Upon coming home from camp this summer, after listening to her sing “the Banana song” (don’t ask!) about twenty times, she asked me a question, “How come [sic] we don’t live where everyone is white and Jewish?”
Good question.
Answer? We just don’t.?‚? We moved?‚? where we live now from 2,000 miles away?‚? for?‚? career reasons?‚? that no longer exist, but now it’s our bonafide home.?‚?
I also feel strongly that diversity is a good thing and tolerance is something learned by living with and experiencing diversity.?‚? Or do I just think that because I had no choice but to live it??‚? Would I be less tolerant if I lived in a somewhat homogeneous community - or more so??‚? I grew up where everyone was white and Jewish.?‚? I didn’t know Jews were a minority until I went to college.?‚? There, I admitted it.?‚? But the world is different today.?‚? Even if you don’t live it, there is no denying that the United States is indeed what it was noted to become in the early 1900’s.?‚? A melting pot.?‚?
I dropped?‚? my daughter?‚? off and went and found ample ways to spend my 90 minutes as well as a couple times ninety dollars.?‚? I walked a little, drove a little, thought a lot.
Everyone was white.
It was an upscale shopping area, in busy area where many suburbs converge.?‚? It was equal distance from the closest city as my hometown, just north, and I’m south.?‚?
Everyone was white.
It was strange.?‚? It didn’t bother me…I’m white after all, and that being said, I kinda melted in.?‚? But it was so obvious to me that it was different from where I am on a daily basis. It was so strange to be the same as everyone around me.
I’m a little ashamed to say…I liked it.
Does that make me a racist??‚? There was an inherent comfort level?‚? I experienced by?‚? looking the same as everyone around me.?‚? And I know that?‚? it’s different than being the same, which is how I feel when I’m in Temple, but in a way, that’s like a 18th century Eastern European ghetto. Go outside the confines of the?‚? protective?‚? walls?‚? and *poof* reality hits. Not everyone is Jewish anymore.?‚? It’s a safe haven but it’s not the real world, even if it’s a world unto itself.
Today?‚? made me realize that I am very conscious of not being the same on a daily basis.?‚? Don’t get me wrong, we’re not the only white family on the block and nobody points and stares when we walk or drive by.?‚? I’m not sure of the racial and ethnic mix?‚? at the Junior high, but there are fewer than a dozen Jewish kids in the sixth grade class of about 300.
So no wonder she questionsed why we’d choose to live where we’re different instead of the same. And today I pondered the merits of sameness — I wondered the exact same thing.?‚? And I thought, maybe, perhaps, someday, somewhere down the road, I might like to move and and area like that would be just right for me.?‚?
I surprised myself.
As my children grow up and mature in an enviroment rich with diversity that mirrors major American cities; as they make their way in a world?‚? that communicates across international time lines like they are merely crosswalks at the corner;?‚? am I?‚? heading backwards, searching for sameness??‚? As they expand their horizons will mine shrink??‚? With the world getting smaller can I afford to be small-minded??‚? Does the apparent appeal of sameness equal racism?
What does it say about me if I believe that the right place for me to live when my kids are gone would be somewhere with less racial, ethnic and economic diversity than where I live now.?‚?
I’m not sure.
And why is it OK that if I ever mention moving, to my children, that I say I might want to live where more people are Jewish (which is true) but that I would never say that I want to live where more people are white.?‚?
I’m not sure of that either.?‚? ?‚?
Tag: Social Issues Granola Is Not The Road To Redemption
Posted
November 4, 2006 at
10:14 pm by
Amy
It’s Saturday again and you know what that means.?‚? I’m out of flaxseed.?‚? And raw walnuts. And all the other staples that are making up the new healthy eating regimine that is transforming the kitchen, minds, and if it works well, the bodies, of myself and my teenage son.
That being said, I headed ’round the corner to one of the only places conveniently placed near my home, a small health foods market.?‚? I was walking down one of the short aisles toward the frozen foods, when a Healthy Mom, probably in her 30’s, stopped in front of the freezer door.?‚? I was still 15 feet away or more, so I just waited.?‚? She was engrossed in reading ingredients and rattling off things to her kids, two little boys who were behind her, one on the ground and one in the cart.?‚? And while she was decided between wheat-free pizza crust and gluten-free ice cream, all hell broke loose.
The littler boy, probably under 18 months old, in the cart, stood up in the seat…and the older boy, probably three, pushed the cart from the other end.?‚? Picture it, it’s not pretty.
I yelled “YOUR KID IS GOING TO FALL” at the top of my lungs when little boy went backwards over the seat and plopped with a thud, on his back, into the cart.?‚? A couple of inches in any other direction and he could have landed on the ground or hit his head or back on the edge of the cart.
“I’M SO SORRY”, I yammered. ?‚? “IF I HAD BEEN CLOSER I WOULD HAVE CAUGHT HIM. I’M SO SORRY. IS HE OK?”
I made my way over to them, to see if she needed help. And do you know what she said, that fucking bitch?
“Maybe it knocked some sense into him.”
Sense? At 15 months? Doesn’t she know that doesn’t kick in until 17 months?
This baby was hysterical.?‚? The store manager came over and asked what happened.?‚? And I told her.?‚? Healthy Mom was none too pleased with me.
Was?‚? HM too embarrassed to coddle and comfort her son? Was she so distraught from the possible catastrophe that she couldn’t say thank you??‚?
I think not.
Then she?‚? was behind me in line with her cart up my ass (you know what I mean) and the older boy was badgering her saying “He’s not being good, is he? He’s not being good?”?‚? “No he’s not,” was her answer.
And know what else she said?
“When we leave here we need to go to church.”
“Just for a half an hour, ok mom?” bigger boy said.?‚?
Now a three or four year old boy can’t determine time frames (we used tv shows as a gauge of time when my son was little. One “Doug” or two “Dougs” and he understood), so this was obviously something he’d heard before.
“Yeah,” Healthy Mom replied, “We just need to show our faces.”
She certainly needs to go to church, but I’m sure she gets nothing out of it.?‚? I’m also sure that hiding her face in shame, if she felt it, would do her body, and soul, more good than a whole cart full of organic groceries.
Tags: church, health food stores, Parenting, shopping cart accidents, shopping with children WTF 101
Posted
November 1, 2006 at
10:05 pm by
Amy
Tonight I took my daughter to the library to work on her homework. While she hunkered down with the library’s copy of the science textbook she left at school, I perused the shelves nearby.
Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul, The Teen’s Guide to Making Lists, and then, on the shelf right next to What To Do With Your Life If You Like Little Kids (which I?‚? assumed was not a step by step guidebook for pervs) was a series of books entitled Careers You Don’t Need College For. Included in this series was, Careers You Don’t Need College For If You Like…Fashion; Careers You Don’t Need College For If You Like…Cars; Careers You Don’t Need College For If You Like…Art.
And it struck me as odd. Right there in the library, the place for books and learning, was book after book on how to get ahead WITHOUT higher education.?‚?
I’m well aware that not everyone can afford a college education and that not everyone is “college material.”?‚? To me, the mere title of these books would evoke a sense of relief in a beleagured student looking for a “pass” on the halls of more learning.?‚? These are the ethics and ideals we want to pass along to the tail end of Gen Y??‚? No wonder they’re having problems keeping up with Generation X.
I know plenty of sucessful and smart people who did not go to college, but that was years ago. I also know that it is possible to start at the bottom and work your way up to the top.?‚? But that kind of luck is unlikely and that kind of determination is not found around every corner.
Today it’s hard to get a job WITH a college education.?‚? It’s harder and harder to raise a family and make ends meet for most people.?‚? So espousing the possible virtues of skipping the step that might lead to more opportunities and possibilities seems ridiculous to me.?‚?
My kids get to make a lot of choices, but whether or not to pursue education and career goals after high school is not one of them.?‚? In our family you go to college no matter what, you find yourself later, you figure out your major and place in the scheme of things along the way.?‚? And yes, I know that every family is different.
I’m not in favor of book censorship, but I am in favor of good judgement.?‚? And it seems like the population that utilizes the Youth Department of our town’s library would be better served by books that inspire, encourage and motivate kids to pursue as much education as they can.
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Tag: education The Changing Face of Halloween
Posted
October 30, 2006 at
11:47 pm by
Amy
Halloween today in no way resembles the Halloween of my youth. We trick-or-treated with pillow cases until 10pm, dumping them out at home once full and then heading back out again.?‚? House after house, street after street was?‚? bustling with costumed kids and adults.?‚? We yelled “trick-or-treat” in unison no matter our age.?‚? It wasn’t until I was probably about my daughter’s age, 11, that?‚? anyone start “checking” the candy for razors or other special things.
Even though my neighborhood has lots of kids, I’ll be lucky if?‚? I?‚? see one Elmo and a smattering of princesses.?‚? Trick-or-Treating in my town is from 3 to 7.?‚? I guess doling out the three bags of candy I bought today is?‚? not only?‚? a pipe dream, but tomorrow’s dinner as well.?‚?
And as?‚? if remembering the glory of Halloweens past?‚? my isn’t enough, my preteen daughter hit up history for her hippie costume,?‚? and that?‚? whole ordeal catapulted me?‚? right into the future.I did not put one even one Halloween decoration this year, and my kids didn’t care. My 14 year old shrugs his shoulders at the mention of Halloween, just hopeful I bought candy he likes. My daughter is going to a friend’s house after school, putting on her costume and trick-or-treating with other pre-teen girls in their neighborhood.?‚? ?‚? That means she won’t even our doorbell.?‚?
It also means my photos of tomorrow’s event will be handed to me from an eleven year old, not uploaded from my digital camera.
Unless of course I put on a costume of my own and follow her around.?‚? Which I threatened to do?‚? promised I would never do.?‚?
Anyway in this day and age, that would probably get me arrested.
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Tags: Halloween, Parenting, Preteen Another In A Long List Of Things I Do Not Understand…
Posted
October 30, 2006 at
12:00 pm by
Amy
It’s hard being straight as an arrow sometimes. It lends it self to being judgemental and feeling uncomfortably holier-than-thou. I tend to have a rather firm grasp on human nature and behaviors, but there is a phenomenon that eludes me.
I was one of two single people at a huge Halloween party last night, and probably also one of two or three who wasn’t drunk, or high, or both.
How do parents reconcile being drunk as skunks or high as kites and going home to children, big or small?
Most of these people also had to drive home, although locally. Most of these people also had babysitters who presumably needed rides home as well. And what happened if one of any number of children across manicured lawn lines woke up in the middle of the night?
“Sorry that I woke you with my hysterical giggling little Joey, Momsie will take this lampshade off her head as soon as she’s done with the bag of Cheetohs?”
And what about teens? How do you teach teens to not drink or do drugs when you are? Is this classic do as I say not as I do? Do these parents think the teens have no clue?
Certainly there are things appropriate for adults and not for children or teens, but I’m not sure I’m on board with drugs and excessive alcohol consumption being two of them. Not with the propensity of teens to abusive and addictive dangerous behaviors.
I’m not here to argue whether or not pot is addictive or if it should be a legal substance. That’s not the issue, and fact is, it’s not legal. Nor is drinking under 21. I’ve heard arguments for teaching kids to handle alcohol responsibly before they can legally drink because they’re going to do it anyway — does that also mean helping them roll a joint, handing them condoms and a copy of Kama Sutra?
Ok, I’m officially an old fart.
Fact is that I gave up smoking pot over 20 years ago and have no interest in going back to it. And while I like a glass of Pinot Noir as much as the next gal, one or two is my limit, and if I’m driving - the limit is one. I take no pleasure in getting drunk at this stage of my life, while knocking back a half dozen martini’s seems to fit the bill nicely for many. I don’t get it. To me it seems very immature and irresponsible.
I guess the bottom line is something I’ve been telling my kids since they could ask “Why?”
Grown-ups get to make their own decisions.
And it will serve me well to remember that, because while it’s true, all I could think of last night were two simple words.
GROW UP.
We all don’t do the same things for fun or find the same things “acceptable.” And I try to teach my kids and live a life of tolerance and inclusion, but this is something I not only want no part of, I do not want to even pretend to condone it.
I tolerate behavior like this by removing myself from the situation. My kids weren’t at this party, so I was nobody’s mama. Nor was I interested in dispensing my blog-worthy self-righteous wisdom to 40 and 50-somethings with bloodshot eyes and the munchies.
I left at 10:30 with an honest-to-goodness headache that I couldn’t shake. But I wasn’t sorry. It’s no fun talking to people who are drunk or high, so I did my best mingling, during the early hours and then went home.
I’m realistic. I know that my kids will undoubtedly have friends and friends’ parents do things I don’t approve of, and that sometimes they’ll be on board as well.
All I can do is my best. And while sometimes that includes the drive-thru at Baskin & Robbins, it does not include excessive drinking or the use of drugs.
Now one may argue that Pralines and Cream is addictive, and you’d get no argument from me. But thankfully at last check it was still legal.
Tags: Parenting, teenage drinking, teenage drug use A Scientific Weight Loss Break-Thru For The New Millenium
Posted
October 27, 2006 at
6:41 am by
Amy
Hold onto your stretch jeans, Jenny Craig! Throw away your Spanx!
According to a USA Today article, Americans can lose weight by?‚? simply putting their minds to it.
If?‚? we would just decide to eat less?‚? our waistlines would diminish.?‚? TA DAH!
I hate to throw a wrench into modern journalistic reporting, but?‚? I have decided that many times.
Didn’t work.
I’ve put my mind to losing weight about gazillion times in my almost 43 years and it has gotten harder with age to even remember what I’m trying to eat or not eat, let alone have the weight actually fall like a boulder off a cliff.
Geez, I feel silly for thinking all these years that it had to do with genetics, hormones, health, environment, media, exercise, motivation and actually doing something to counterbalance it all.
I think I’ll just add “putting your mind to it” to the list of things I tell my kids about eating right. I’m sure glad that modern life and schedules don’t sometimes lead us to the drive-thru and that Chips Ahoy bribes aren’t sometimes the way to get to talk on phone for five minutes.?‚? I’m glad that my teens and tweens listen to everything?‚? I say and do not buy the junk food in the school cafeteria.?‚? I’m glad neither of my kids will want candy on Halloween.
Before you comment out the whazoo telling me that all you do have to do is put your mind to it, there are many more variables than that involved, and putting your mind to it is just step one.
Step two is now not reading silly articles that profess to have a simple answer to an age-old very complicated problem for millions.?‚?
Tags: health, weight loss Mom-O-War
Posted
October 23, 2006 at
10:14 am by
Amy
Who ever said parenting wasn’t all?‚? fun and games wasn’t kidding, because today?‚? I am having an internal tug-o-war between my mothering selves.?‚? And it’s no fun at all.
Last night I told my 14 year old son to bring his laundry to the laundry room.?‚? Laundry. Laundry room.?‚? Laundry. Laundry Room.
Later, on my way to bed, after throwing in a load of clothes that did not include his, I saw a pile on the floor in the hallway leading to his bedroom.?‚? I went to sleep anyway.?‚? Nothing stops me when I’m tired.
This morning he asked me for clean shirts.?‚? Clean shirts??‚? In the closet.?‚? No? Oh then they must be in the pile of clothes you never brought to the laundry room.?‚?
He looked at me as if…I worked for him.?‚?
Yes, wide-eyed and stupified, like “I thought I told you I needed clean shirts?” Then he proceeded to kick the pile of clothes throughout the hallway, as only a 14 year old the size of a linebacker can do.
First tug: To scream or not to scream.
Not.
“You will be doing your own laundry today,” I said. “All of it.”
“Don’t talk to me,” he replied.
Teenagers who unknowingly use reverse-psychology end up in big trouble.
“I’ll talk to you all day long if I want,” I said. So there.
He went about his business, finished getting dressed (and yes he was wearing a clean shirt).?‚? I proceeded to kick all the clothes into his bedroom.?‚? Some landed on the floor, some on the desk, some on the chair.?‚? I think a wet towel landed on the bed.
Oh well.
I drove him to school in silence.?‚? We said good-bye and I love you’s, because we’re too smart to not, no matter what.
Second tug: I want to teach him a lesson. Not about laundry but about respect and about helping me.?‚?
Third Tug: But I also want the laundry done so that the clothes are wearable.
Fourth?‚? Tug: What if he just pushes all the clothes aside and wears anything left that clean or heaven forbid, dirty clothes?
Fifth?‚? Tug: What if he smells?
Sixth?‚? Tug: What if he apologizes?
Seventh?‚? Tug: Maybe I can put baskets in his room so that he has a place to put the laundry.?‚?
Eighth?‚? Tug: Do not do his laundry.
Ninth?‚? Tug: But I can give him laundry-doing instructions.
Tenth?‚? Tug: Is it my job to do his laundry?
That’s a question perhaps for a Oujai board. Which is a different kind of game and would have to be a completely different post.
I think the right decision is to give him the tools with which to do his own laundry.?‚? And I bet next time he’ll bring it to the laundry room.?‚?
That way maybe neither of us will end up feeling like dirt.
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Tag: Parenting Majority Sucks
Posted
October 18, 2006 at
6:00 am by
Amy
Since I’m Jewish and female I’ve spent most of my life on the short list of minorities.?‚? But now,?‚? ?‚? according to a New York Times study, I am, after almost 43 years, part of a majority just because I’m single.?‚? Yeah for me!?‚? Now I won’t be the only single parent in the bleachers or at Temple. Now I won’t be the only one without a perpetual date or inherent backup.
And that’s because the Times says:
Married couples, whose numbers have been declining for decades as a proportion of American households, have finally slipped into a minority, according to an analysis of new census figures by The New York Times.
The American Community Survey, released this month by the Census Bureau, found that 49.7 percent, or 55.2 million, of the nation???‚¬?„?s 111.1 million households in 2005 were made up of married couples ???‚¬??? with and without children ???‚¬??? just shy of a majority and down from more than 52 percent five years earlier.
But then it goes on to say:
The numbers by no means suggests marriage is dead or necessarily that a tipping point has been reached. The total number of married couples is higher than ever, and most Americans eventually marry. But marriage has been facing more competition. A growing number of adults are spending more of their lives single or living unmarried with partners, and the potential social and economic implications are profound.
To me, this is aptly contradictory.?‚? Am I a majority or not??‚? More people are getting married, but people are staying single longer.?‚?
How does this make me part of the majority, and if I am, where are all the unmarried people, because they are no where around here.?‚? I’ve checked.
I certainly don’t feel like part of?‚? the majority, and in my world, perception equals reality.?‚? ?‚?
Oh, and in my?‚? world, majority doesn’t rule.
I do.
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