EQUAL RIGHTS

The institution of marriage has been under attack from many sources seeking to undermine the very fabric of our society and the traditional values on which this nation was founded.

The negative and militant attitudes and policies of the national women movement such as the National Organization of Women are the most deplorable. In the past few decades they have left our youth with an inability to define their own gender, their purpose and their own true nature!

They seem to want to turn the female into a male and then mentally castrate the male and turn him into a sperm bank eunuch!

I am in no way critical when they seek equal pay or access to job opportunities. It is the denial of the interdependencies of the male and female upon each other that is so disturbing.

We all know that men and women are not created equal. We live in an unequal world! We always have and we always will. The successful among us take our unequal talents and try our damnedest to truly be our brother’s keeper by helping him use his own unequal talents to help himself!

There is nothing more attractive than an independent, mature woman who fully understands her own femininity and the purpose and nature of her existence. I know, I have been married to one for nearly fifty years! Never once has she made me feel less than the man I am and never once have I made her to feel less than the woman she is. Our success and our happiness throughout these fifty years are the direct result of our mutual dependency upon all our unequal talents and differences, both physically and mentally.

Isn’t it time we forgot about the impossible and start to reconcile and live successfully with our inequality?

Mama’s up in Boston in a fight for E. R. A.
A liberated woman with a lot of things to say.
Daddy’s in the kitchen in dough up to his knees.
Cursing like a sailor and cooking up a breeze!

Mama’s out in Dallas fighting to be free.
Being interviewed by Barbara for her special on TV
Daddy’s in the bathroom, cleaning out the tub.
Cursing like a sailor, keeping time with every rub!

Mama’s down in Memphis telling every Dixie Belle
That modern day housekeeping is a fate much worse than hell!
Daddy’s in the back yard, hanging out the clothes.
Cursing like a sailor, with a clothespin on his nose!

Mama’s up in Washington, she testifies today,
About her life of drudgery and unequal rate of pay!
Daddy’s in the living room, dusting everything in sight.
Cursing like a sailor with all his strength and might!

Mama’s in Atlanta and with a deep, long southern drawl
Telling everyone to support, the women’s rights you all!
Daddy’s in the bedroom; making up the king sized bed.
Cursing like a sailor and wishing he was dead!

Mama’s out in Hollywood where everyone can see and hear
Her acceptance speech and trophy as "Mother of the Year!"
Daddy’s in his easy chair with his eyes glued to TV,
Cursing like a sailor, "That damned thing belongs to me!"

Mama is in the kitchen; she came home late last night;
Daddy, must have won the war, she didn’t ever fight!
Daddy’s in that big, old bed with a smile upon his face.
And the Mother of the Year award is in his trophy case!