Here at Mock Chicken we like to take a sassy approach when misogyny rears its ill-styled head. We’re always on guard, of course, because we believe that the woman-haters in our midst can masquerade as any number of respectable sorts and that they require our scrutiny. But we generally feel like our righteous indignation is best served up with a laugh or at least a little sarcasm, if only because people who are serious all the time are tremendously tedious and the last thing we want people to say at our funeral is, well, what a relief.
Sometimes, though, misogyny isn’t subtle, there to be ferreted out with a wink. Sometimes it’s so heavy-handed that it’s almost a parody of itself. This was certainly the case in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania, yesterday. I read in the Times that as the Amish prepare to bury their daughters Naomi Rose, Anna Mae, Marian, Mary Liz, and Lena, they are stoic and not angry. I wonder how this can be.
I thought about this all day, and was oddly buoyed when I read that they gave out the Nobel prize in physics today to John Mather and George Smoot who measured the oldest light in the universe, light from 380,000 years after the Big Bang (which was itself about 14 billion years ago). Apparently they effectively verified the Big Bang Theory. People are capable of amazing and ingenious things. It’s good to remember this.