I was thinking about this piece, documenting all the varieties of Mommy Lies for Scary Mommy, I realized that the current Mommy bloggers (and sometimes I consider myself one but I’d also consider myself a tech-business-media-design-pop culture commentator) are really documentarians, documenting, often hysterically (hello, Scary Mommy?) our era of child-rearing.
If you’re a Mommyblogger, consider yourself the neighborhood’s Margaret Mead– except without the restless natives, Yellow Fever, and wildly interesting food — you’re just one with access to abundant clean water, mojitos and Old Navy. At some point (most likely now) there’s a very nerdy grad student pouring over all these blogs and writing their dissertation drawing all sorts of earth-shattering conclusions, maybe even a book deal, perhaps even a modern-day Feminine Mystique?
Whoa, watch out Betty Friedan!
(Hey, if you are the grad student and happen on this snazzy post, call me- INMHO we’re getting gipped. Those Mystique ladies, whom Friedan theorized were sold a bill of goods in the 50s-60′s, at least could smoke, drink and pop Valium at will. I can’t even get away with Friday afternoon Margaritas in the cul de’sac, let alone toke on medicinal marijuana. AND… we have to deal with car-seats….Jeez. )
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