I seriously wish Stanley Ann Dunham had written a mothering guide.
But then she wouldn’t have been Stanley Ann Dunham.
Also, her intellectual pursuits, global travel, study, trust in her kids’ independence & love-em-and-leave-em adventures wouldn’t have left her the time.
I get the sense today that most Americans believe that all other Americans hate them.
Ever since the widespread disapproval of sex “out of wedlock,” I’ve never gone wrong assuming that most people think their crowd’s creeds and practices are right and mine and my crowd’s are misguided or even evil.
And vice-versa. Who cares? Why do so many people care if other people believe they’re racist or immoral or or ungodly or simply wrong?