Naturally, I will expect a fresh, new life; my wife will take the children and be solely responsible for them so that I am left free.
After all, Brady’s essay was published in 1971, well after these issues had been stated and re-stated by many noted feminists.
Her essay refuses to become dated because it achieves the force of a punch through its organization, format, voice, tone, and irresistible appeal to its audience.
I want a wife to keep track of the children’s doctor and dentist appointments. I want a wife to make sure my children eat properly and are kept clean.
I want a wife who will wash the children’s clothes and keep them mended.
She turns what is ostensibly a list, into a piece that balances humor with righteous sarcasm.
She engages her audience by balancing serious concerns with a tongue-in-cheek sense of humor, while using irony to keep the reader at a distance that prevents the piece from becoming a memoir.
My wife must arrange to lose time at work and not lose the job. I want a wife who will keep my clothes clean, ironed, mended, replaced when need be, and who will see to it that my personal things are kept in their proper place so that I can find what I need the minute I need it.
It may mean a small cut in my wife’s income from time to time, but I guess I can tolerate that. I want a wife who cooks the meals, a wife who is a cook.
I want a wife who will take care of the details of my social life.
When my wife and I are invited out by my friends, I want a wife who will take care of the babysitting arrangements.