RESPONDING TO the post, “The Men Who Created Feminism,” Lydia Sherman writes:

When I was still in my teens in the middle 1960’s, before the hippie movement in the U.S. or rather, before the moral rebellion, I moved with my family to a foreign country, where my father had a job for four years. That country would have been considered backwards by U.S. standards, because young people still lived at home until they married, women married young, and they had to have both families’ approval before marriage. The economy was family-based, with the father’s place of business held in a shop near the street, while the family lived upstairs. When the children started marrying, the parents would buy them a home. In turn, the young married couple would save up their money and help the next member of the family who married, buy a home. Credit cards were rarely used, although you could get credit in a store. 

I returned to the U.S. at age 20 because I felt I should marry someone who was a citizen of the same country as I. How astonished I was, when, after only about four years, the males returning home from college, were not interested in old-fashioned marriage, building a home, and starting a business of their own, as men once were. There were none who wanted to marry, but all of them wanted to have girlfriends and wanted to live together. The young women were complaining that men did not want to marry any more, and some married older men, old enough to have escaped this “education” and the moral revolution. Others gave up and moved in with men, because at least they could have something, and it was better than nothing. 

In those four years, the education system, or something, changed the mentality of a generation of men. They were weak, lacking in ambition, and avoided responsiblity. Many of the men I met explained their philosophy: Why does it matter what I do? Why should anyone care how I live my life? I don’t want to be tied down. What is wrong with living with someone you are not married to? Isn’t it better than hiring a prostitute? At least I love her. My parents were married 45 years and they didn’t love each other. This is a better way. Never trust anyone over the age of 30. 

These people failed to understand the purpose for the commitment of marriage, as I understood it. My parents have been married over 60 years and they did not always “get along” either. The commitment made in marriage was so serious and so sacred that it over-rode the most serious problems which otherwise would have done their marriage in. It was like a house with walls, in which there is sometimes chaos, but the house is always there. People who used the excuse that their parents didn’t get along, or that their parents fought, did not understand the purpose of marriage. 

Some people remember that women generally did not go to college, because it was believed that men should go to be trained in certain careers, and women felt they were needed at home. After this batch of men in the 60’s returned from colleges re-made, to change society from marriage-based living, the young women began to go to college. They returned with the same disdain for marriage as the men.

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