Possibly the creepiest song ever:
Anyhow, I find it creepy
What is this world coming to? According to a Pew survey, 21% Of married women in this country are now living with a spouse with fewer degrees, but out of newlywed women married to less credentialed men, only 39% out-earn their husbands.
Pew never called me, but I know the story. I started dating my future husband when I was in grad school. He already had his degree… from SF State… in creative writing. Laugh all you want.
Furthermore, I was advised to not waste my time with him because, when asked “what do you do?” my future husband answered “I play music”. But you see, I very much like his creative side, and never for a moment thought he was a waste of time. I saw intelligence, I saw character and I saw the genes with which to make cute kids.
Degrees don’t mean much these days, and good man can be found in places other than colleges. Then there is this opinion about marrying a man you didn’t meet in college:
Could you marry a man who isn’t your intellectual or professional equal? Sure. But the likelihood is that it will be frustrating to be with someone who just can’t keep up with you or your friends. When the conversation turns to Jean Cocteau or Henrik Ibsen, the Bayeux Tapestry or Noam Chomsky, you won’t find that glazed look that comes over his face at all appealing. (Via Instapundit)
I had to look up Bayeux Tapestry. Then again, I wasn’t raised in the English-speaking world. I’m not sure too many undergads read Chomsky (grad students might scan it, if absolutely necessary). Jean Cocteau or Henrik Ibsen: are you kidding me? Much of the workload these days consists of Rococo Marxist takes on pop culture. I realize the author, Susan Patton, was probably just trying to dress up her point, not comment on the substance of college kids’ conversation, and I am on record saying that the college years are a good time to look for a husband.
Over at Instapundit some readers commented that the statistic of women marrying down education-wise but not financially probably picks up men with engineering degrees who only need a BS to be a top income earner. Back in 1990’s San Francisco when the economy was good, one didn’t need a degree to break into programming, and that’s just what my husband did. I’d like to think that I don’t need to see a diploma to figure out that I’m talking to a brainy man.
Friends and readers, here is my post about the Sochi opening ceremony at Legal Insurrection.
A few days ago Blackmailers Don’t Shoot posted videos of The Misfits and Circle Jerks, which made me want to post a punk video. To be topical, I’m going to make it “do They Owe Us a Living?” by the British band Crass. The song should be an anthem for Obama voters:
I think it’s ironic that whoever made the video put a poster of “I’m from the government, and I’m here to help” in it.
I thought that was a quote from a Reagan speech, but as it turned out, Ronaldus Maximus didn’t come up with that expression. His language was “The nine most terrifying words in the English language are ‘I’m from the government, and I’m here to help””; the saying itself is folklore.
Still, I don’t think the anarchists are thinking it through. Who is going to guarantee that “they” owe “us” a living if not the government?
Serhiy Nihoyan, who became the first man to die on Euromaidan last month, was the son of Armenian refugees from Nagorny Karabakh, born and raised in a Ukrainian village near the eastern city of Dnipropetrovsk. Before his death Serrhiy gave several interviews in which he talked, in fluent Ukrainian, about his motives for joining the revolution, and read a poem by the 19th century Ukrainian romantic nationalist Taras Shevchenko in support of national liberation struggle in the Caucasus.
After Serhiy’s death the interviews were widely circulated in Russian and Ukrainian internet, and Ukrainians felt compelled to say their thanks, among them: “Hero of Ukraine”, “a friend”, “better Ukrainian than many Ukrainians”. Very few people recognized him as a Ukrainian. To be sure, Serhiy himself said that he “came to support the people among whom he was born and lives” and although I’m pretty sure he had a Ukrainian passport, he gave his “nationality” as Armenian. Ukrainian Foreign Legion, if you will.
There is nothing unique about Ukrainians and Armenians thinking of nationhood in terms of blood lines. Europe is made up of ethnic nation-states whose citizens think of themselves in tribal terms. There are Turks in Germany who are not ethnic Germans and Jews in France who are not ethnic French, nor will they ever be.
United States is a constitutional republic held together by ideas, and although we have significant racial division, the most hard core patriots want nothing more from the citizens than to drop hyphenated identities. Although we are a Christian country, religion and cultural heritage are a matter of personal choice and intermarriage is held up as a high standard of integration.