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Male Chauvinist True Confessions

Male Chauvinist

One of the things that go with the territory of being a published essayist or columnist is that you get called a lot of names by readers expressing their opinions of what you have written.

Sometimes, you learn from them; others you simply shrug them off. But a couple of comments following a column I wrote recently on buying Chinese seemed to dredge up old memories of where I came from and forced me to re-examine just where I am today.

Selective Service AdI had made a comment on the preference I had for the more tranquil way in which Chinese women picketed quietly in bikinis for wage increases. It drew comments accusing me of being “a dirty old man” and a “male chauvinist.”

To the former, I plead guilty. God’s greatest creation is the female form in all its variations. I admire it. End of plea.

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On deeper examination, I must agree I am most likely a male chauvinist by many of today’s standards. I am reminded of it every time I walk into the Post Office. I see all the literature they are required to display admonishing “MEN” to register for the draft.

Then I have to ask myself: “Why just men in this age of gender equality?”

Armed Forces Women AdThe great feminist movement started in the 1960s, at a time I was busy as a journalist covering civil rights and later anti-Vietnam war demonstrations. I don’t recall ever once seeing the National Organization for Women, or other feminist organizations, demonstrating for the right to register for the draft. Although NOW is backing the Occupy Wall Street movement while ignoring the abuse of female demonstrators reported within the ranks of the demonstrators. I still don’t find them demanding equality in draft registration.

Let me explain from where I come:

World War II played a major role in shaping my life. I was five years old when it started. By the time it ended, I had paper routes. I had worked hard scouring for scrap iron and other recyclable materials. I had learned that the women in my life were just as capable workers as the men.

We Can Do It! AdMy stepmother stepped up and ran my father’s insurance agency while he served in the Army. When he returned, she went back to her profession of nursing. My aunts continued to work as nurses and in their family businesses.

So it never occurred to me that women didn’t work and earn on an equal basis with men.

I spent eight years in all-male military schools, all-male colleges, and on active duty in the U.S. Army, where exposure to women of equal status was almost non-existent.

Following my release from active duty in the U.S. Army, my first exposure to women in the workplace came in a management position I held in a large insurance company. To my amazement, the female staff members that worked for me were given three days a month off.  They also received pay while out for their “monthlies.” Men were granted no equivalent paid time off. When one of the women on my staff got pregnant, she continued to take her paid monthly leave. There should have been no way she was suffering from the pangs of a period, so I questioned the practice. I got told in no uncertain terms not to pursue it.

I eventually landed the job I wanted at a major metropolitan newspaper. After a couple of years, I was moved up to a police reporter slot. After a year or so in that slot, the paper that already had a firebrand of a female news reporter decided to move another woman over to the city desk. She asked me to take her on the police beat one evening.

On the police beat, you never know what is coming next. That evening we got a call that the police had found a body and responded to it. It turned out it was the body of a woman who had died alone in her house. She had been there for several days. Upon arriving at the scene, there was no doubt. The odor told the whole story. It is a smell that clings to the hairs in your nostrils and takes days to overcome.

I heard my young female companion gag and turned around to find her hanging over the rail of the front porch of the house. We found the body there. She was tossing her lunch to the wind.

As was the custom, when we got an evening break, several of us gathered at a local eatery. They served a big steak dinner for a song, so we joined them. When they served us the steaks, my female reporter companion jumped up from the table. She ran out on the sidewalk and upchucked everything but her toenails.

The next day I was informed by my editor that the young female reporter to whom I had given the grand tour of the police beat would henceforth work the day shifts in the office. I would be consigned to the night duty allegedly because “we cannot expect a young lady to walk across the parking lot to her car after dark!” Never mind that the parking lot was well lit and we had some security guards on staff.

Eventually, I left that job to cover race riots in the South and anti-war demonstrations in the Midwest for national wire services. There was a paucity of female reporters there. I did manage to break the all-male barrier in the press box at the University of Iowa during a sports editor stint. I pulled for one of the wire services when I took the first female reporter to occupy a seat in the press box along as I covered a Big 10 game. There was more talk in the press box among the male scribes about the “unauthorized” presence of a female in their domain than there was about the game. I shrugged it off with a smile.

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