It’s no accident of nature that my ring finger remains as naked as the day I emerged from the birth canal, but I’ve often pondered it: Am I tricky to get along with? Selfish? Messy? Moody? Yes, yes, yes, and… YES.
But sketching away & listening to Tammy Wynette as I’ve just been doing, the truth dawned on me. Have you ever heard anything as far removed from women’s lib as a Tammy Wynette song??? And I grew up on this stuff! No wonder the thought of a marital contract has always left me a little, well, cold, while the sight of Germaine Greer wagging her angry finger makes me feel just a little bit…warm.
Tammy sings “I’ve been laying in bed thinking like a woman” (and I don’t think she means intelligently, rationally, fairly), while Germaine says “The house wife is an unpaid employee in her husband’s house in return for the security of being a permanent employee.” Cop that!
Regardless, I still love the Wynette. Especially when she stands in a sunken lounge in silver boots and lime green dress, in a wig like this.
Take it away Tammy!
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Lily 04.01.11 at 12:38 pm
Ah, those delicious old Tammy Wynette memories. My mum used to blast the record player and belt her heart out to Tammy while she scurried around doing the housework.
Thanks for the reminder. I’m going to start listening to her again.
PS Don’t worry about the ‘naked’ pinky. I’ve been married for thirty years and I don’t wear a wedding ring. A mere ring does not maketh a commitment.
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