Women not allowed to become Bishops in the UK
So Humanity's long night of Patriarchy continues.
In more recent times the rise of industrial capitalist society protected and reproduced patriarchy.
The patriarchal family was not only ‘a heavy social anchor’ but an essential mechanism of economic enterprise.
Composed of males functioning as the primary bread-winners of their family. This became ‘the normative aspiration of the European working classes’
Marriage itself is historically a social norm or ideal rather than a description of reality, except insofar as in some systems it forces all women into formal marriage as virgins and makes (heterosexual) sex virtually impossible for them outside it.
Then we come to the ideal for any young woman the white wedding with all the trimmings. But here the ideal is married to consumer capitalism, the ideal implies liberal emancipation – namely, the satisfaction of individual desires.
Of course
broad ideological currents, such as feminism (although singularly ango-saxon) has been behind determined forays into the fortress of patriarchy’.
However feminism rather pales in the light of the 'white wedding'.
For Patriarchy rests on the overwhelming prevalence of marriage, where 'white weddings' are a central rite of passage.
In this white wedding homage to commerce - from the very earliest 18th-century demographers regarded it as almost axiomatic that in any year the number of marriages varied inversely with the price of corn-
the patriarchy that is commerce is nobly if innocently served.
The invite arrive with instructions that you can go to an expensive London store to buy from the
alarmingly expensive list linearised by the would be weds.
If you are undecided you can give a cash gift.
You pause at this point and wonder '...but these people are supposedly educated.' And they are going to be teaching future generations of children.
You make your way to the wedding ceremony it is a long drive and there must be a hundred people there. You have been sent a choice of hotels to stay at and they are not bed and breakfasts, so it will set you back considerably.
At the ceremony Shakespearean sonnets are read out for gravitas but the meaning of the sonnet has been misunderstood and implies the exact opposite of what the matriarch who reads it out means it to imply.
But what the hell, the matriarch who is the engine behind all this, is a teacher and so it is understandable that she does not get the Shakespearean nuance. Now does she realise she has crooked her knee to commerce and its inherent patriarchal power.
As she swans from table to table boulevesred by the eclat of it all she finally arrvives at our table
and beadily eyes us in an Ahab way,. "...a day to remember, huh?"
Indeed, indeed.
And as the couple drive of in the hired Rolls Royce to a honemoon on that exclusive isle
little do they know that they have just perpetuated humanitys long night of patriarchy.
I know I will come across as a sanctmonious git, but as I think of my own low key wedding
at the Registery Office in Chelsea Town Hall on the old Kings Road,and I reflect on it with some pride.
So Humanity's long night of Patriarchy continues.
In more recent times the rise of industrial capitalist society protected and reproduced patriarchy.
The patriarchal family was not only ‘a heavy social anchor’ but an essential mechanism of economic enterprise.
Composed of males functioning as the primary bread-winners of their family. This became ‘the normative aspiration of the European working classes’
Marriage itself is historically a social norm or ideal rather than a description of reality, except insofar as in some systems it forces all women into formal marriage as virgins and makes (heterosexual) sex virtually impossible for them outside it.
Then we come to the ideal for any young woman the white wedding with all the trimmings. But here the ideal is married to consumer capitalism, the ideal implies liberal emancipation – namely, the satisfaction of individual desires.
Of course
broad ideological currents, such as feminism (although singularly ango-saxon) has been behind determined forays into the fortress of patriarchy’.
However feminism rather pales in the light of the 'white wedding'.
For Patriarchy rests on the overwhelming prevalence of marriage, where 'white weddings' are a central rite of passage.
In this white wedding homage to commerce - from the very earliest 18th-century demographers regarded it as almost axiomatic that in any year the number of marriages varied inversely with the price of corn-
the patriarchy that is commerce is nobly if innocently served.
The invite arrive with instructions that you can go to an expensive London store to buy from the
alarmingly expensive list linearised by the would be weds.
You pause at this point and wonder '...but these people are supposedly educated.' And they are going to be teaching future generations of children.
You make your way to the wedding ceremony it is a long drive and there must be a hundred people there. You have been sent a choice of hotels to stay at and they are not bed and breakfasts, so it will set you back considerably.
At the ceremony Shakespearean sonnets are read out for gravitas but the meaning of the sonnet has been misunderstood and implies the exact opposite of what the matriarch who reads it out means it to imply.
As she swans from table to table boulevesred by the eclat of it all she finally arrvives at our table
and beadily eyes us in an Ahab way,. "...a day to remember, huh?"
Indeed, indeed.
And as the couple drive of in the hired Rolls Royce to a honemoon on that exclusive isle
little do they know that they have just perpetuated humanitys long night of patriarchy.
I know I will come across as a sanctmonious git, but as I think of my own low key wedding
at the Registery Office in Chelsea Town Hall on the old Kings Road,and I reflect on it with some pride.
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