I grew up during the height of women’s lib. I might have even abandoned my bra for a day or two. I understand some of the desires of women; but of course we are all different. And I like that.
I don’t want to be stereotyped. I don’t see myself as a
feminist, I see myself as an
“equalist,” where: Â
a(b + c) = ab + ac. Different, but equal. I don’t want to be better then a man. I don’t want to be just like a man either. But I want to work together, each of us bringing our talents and natural inclinations to produce good things.
Men and women are different. This is not bad. Men are traditionally equated with the masculine. But men don’t call themselves “masculinists.” That wouldn’t go over. Yet we expect men to be happy with women assuming the label of “feminist.” It’s really kind of a put-off, from my perspective. It’s very divisive and that’s not good when you’re working in a team. We work together to raise a family, make a living and overcome our trials.
Many years ago, at the age of 23 I sat at the table with another young Mormon woman, Erna Wong. We had lunch with a Mormon woman dermatologist, Dr. Brubaker. We discussed what it was like to be a Mormon, raise a family and be a doctor. She invited her daughter to lunch with us, so we could get her perspective as well. We talked about nannies and Hershey chocolate kisses and at the end of our lunch, I chose to abandon my goal to become a doctor.
Erna went on and became the doctor and the mother. In fact, she did it in a big way. It worked for her and she became a pediatrician and had 8 kids. Her husband is a professor and managed to have several days off a week. They had nannies at times, but really, Â the two of them managed to be home with the kids on alternate days. She didn’t get sick while pregnant and could work until she delivered. That’s right, she would make her rounds at the hospital, go into labor, and march upstairs to deliver her baby. It wouldn’t have worked that way with me.
I barfed all nine months and could barely lift my head from the toilet. My husband had a job that took him away on travel all the time.
I do wish I had been able to see into the future — and choose a career that would be less demanding and yet give me a place to earn money (pharmacist would have worked.) I endured a lot of stress due to my choice to abandon all careers.
Women have progressed over the years and I’m thankful for the women who pushed forward for voting rights, and equal pay and opportunities. But I don’t want to see women become overbearing; we don’t need to become obnoxious about it. We don’t need to become a matriarchy.
As Hugh Nibley points out, that’s a dangerous situation. We see examples of women like this —Â
Lady Macbeth andÂ
Miss Piggy andÂ
those women who bully you at work.
Patriarchy can become dangerous — as soon as men get a little power/authority they have a tendency to rule (as Joseph Smith recorded in the Doctrine and Covenants — when a man exercises control or compulsion,
amen to his priesthood, and God is grieved.)
The adversary continually tries to put a wedge between Adam and Eve: Get them to make decisions uni-laterally, get them to separate. But Adam and Eve set the example. Eve made a wise decision to progress, and Adam made a wise choice to stay with her, even though they had to leave the pristine garden and head into the wind of the temporal world. Let’s recognize the contribution of both of them.
Eve chose to become like the Gods and experience both sorrow and joy, good and evil. And Adam chose to follow Eve, and take the consequences of thorns and thistles and working all the days of his life. She would bear children with discomfort and he would not be spared either — he took the repercussions for following her lead.  This life is best shouldered by both female and male, and we should try to avoid things and labels that set us at odds with each other (in my opinion.)
“The perfect and beautiful union of Adam and Eve excited the envy and jealousy of the Evil One, who made it his prime objective to break it up. He began by making both parties self-conscious and uncomfortable. “Ho, ho,” said he, “you are naked. You had better run and hide, or at least put something on. How do you think you look to your Father?” They had reason to be ashamed, because their nakedness betrayed their disobedience. They had eaten of the forbidden fruit. But Satan wanted to shock them with his pious show of prudish alarm—he had made them ashamed of being seen together, and that was one wedge driven between them.“ (Hugh Nibley)