I was part of the early battles surrounding who did the housecleaning and cooked. I went from a traditional home to a non-traditional communal world, a set of arrangements I then tried to repeat in my next set of household arrangements with someone completely resistant to the idea (and believe me, if you tried my cooking you would know why). But after many years of reflection on this – with the only cooking I do is breakfast while watching Andrew Bolt on Sunday mornings – I see no reason for the cooking to be either a man’s or a woman’s part in a household. But the remarkable thing is that amongst all the men I know, there may be two others that do no cooking. The rest all do cook, and almost every meal at that, and this is whether or not their wives have full time jobs. The standard arrangement is now for the man to do the cooking as a sign of some kind. As this article discusses, in a post called Feminists are ugly, the sign it may be showing is a sign of surrender.
One of the effects of feminism is that men of my generation have had a much wider opportunity to cook. I can’t think of any men my age or younger who don’t know how to cook. Moreover, I can’t think of any men of my generation or younger who don’t enjoy cooking. This is in stark contrast to the women of the same generations, who (typically) view cooking as an indignity. The reason for the difference in attitude boils down to what cooking is all about. Cooking is an act of love, an act of service to others. It is an opportunity to care for others in a very fundamental way, to literally nourish them through the work of your own hands. This is precisely what troubles the modern woman so much about cooking (or cleaning, or changing diapers). Serving others in the mind of a feminist is an indignity, so cooking, cleaning, or any other act of service and love is the object of revulsion. Women now actually compete to show off their miserliness in caring for others, each trying to outdo the rest in proving they are the greatest scrooge with love. It has gone so far that large numbers of women are quite proud of the fact that they have never learned to cook or otherwise care for others. Their miserliness is a badge of honor. Not all women have adopted this extremely ugly worldview, but the ones who are going against the grain of the culture here understand better than anyone how uncommon their loving and caring attitudes really are today.