REMEMBER when people first started talkin about “househusbands,” and it was supposed to be this kind of “sensitive guy” deal, where you would stay home with the baby and pick up dirty TV-dinner trays all day long while your wife reported to her job as assistant manager at Wal-Mart?
Back in the Seventies and Eighties, it was mostly weenies who did this—guys named Brad who wear those sweaters with the little buttons at the bottom and spend a lot of time organizing recycling drives down at the Unitarian Church.
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