A Prairie Muffin Home Companion
This was my reaction to reading Slacktivist’s post on “Prairie Muffins”, women who wholeheartedly embrace a life of wholesome submission to their husbands and to their church. If ever you want to gaze across a cultural divide, it seems you never have to look too far when the Web is there at your fingertips. I can’t imagine such a narrow role allows these folks to be more than a small fraction of who they really are, but maybe I’m just imposing my own views. Whatever makes your muffin rise, girl. It’s America; we can live how we choose. Still, I can’t help but think that folks who don’t think it’s appropriate for their girls to go to college are shooting themselves in the foot culturally and economically. And I imagine there are more than a few people in that muffin world who feel trapped and hemmed in by it. But perhaps that’s why God invented San Francisco, New York, Seattle, and other cesspools of godless, urban cosmopolitanism. Refugees from the prairie will always have someplace to go (if they can afford the outrageous rent).