So, awhile back, during episode six of the second season of Mad Men, Paul proposed an idea: that all women were either a Jackie or a Marilyn. I don't want to get into the whole virgin/whore dichotomy conversation.
Not right now, anyway.
But I thought about it when Veronica and I were watching The Cosby Show late one night at The Basement. Particularly with all the discussion of Michelle Obama basically being a 2008 version of Claire Huxtable.
Which Huxtable are you?
"I thought everyone wanted to be Claire," Veronica said.
I shook my head. I mean, Claire's cool and all, but Claire's got five kids. I think I'd maybe be Claire before Claire met Cliff.
So I thought a little more, and basically decided, after some contemplation, that I was Rudy. Initially, I thought I was an amalgam of Vanessa and Denise, but nah, I'm Rudy.
By the time Rudy grew up a bit from the cute little girl who started the show, she had quite the personality. I think she was quite the feminist badass. Because Rudy had no problem putting "Buuuuuuuud" in his place when he said some bogus mess about how women were only good for housework.
But you know, I think Cliff was pretty much exactly the sort of man Linda Hirshman proposed women should get with in Get To Work in order to you know, preserve having a life.
Except, I don't know any Cliffs. Seriously.
Do you?
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There's no way around it. I'm Sandra.
The eldest overachiever who does everything right and pleases the hell out of her parents.
And I'm totally okay with that. Lol.
I've always wanted to be Denise but I think I'm really Claire.
I'm Vanessa. She's nuts, but not as crazy as Denise.
Rudy here; youngest sibling, in the beginning got attention by being the cute little one but wanted to be taken deadly serious, both a mama and a daddy's girl, grew up and got all sassified. Rudy rocked yo.
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