Am I Right?!
                          DON’T TAKE YOUR DAUGHTERS TO WORK
                                 Don’t Even Get Out Of Bed
                                                  By
                                           Karyl Miller      

  
 It happens every April, just like death and taxes: Take Our Daughters to Work Day.  
As a writer on  “The Mary Tyler Moore Show,” I was one of the new “career women,”
writing about one of the new career women.  While my mother's generation thought
being a secretary was a stepping stone to marrying the boss, my generation thought
being a secretary was a stepping stone to being the boss; Mary set that standard.

   If  “The Mary Tyler Moore Show,” hadn’t gone off the air, Mary would certainly have
taken over Mr. Grant's job as news director by now - don't you think?  There was no
glass ceiling at WJM, was there?  Say it isn't so!

 Right after my MTM experience, I won an Emmy for writing on Lily Tomlin’s special.  
More women won writing Emmys in 1974 than ever before in the history of the
Television Academy.  With such an auspicious start, could equality have been far
behind?  Apparently, yes.  A recent report released by the Writer’s Guild of America
revealed that over the past quarter of a century there have been minimal gains for
women writers.  In fact, statistically, the best year for women writers in Hollywood was
1949 (most were writing partnered with their husbands)!

   Today, a white woman in her peak earning years makes only 70 cents for every
dollar earned by a man.  I call these “gyno dollars.”  So, why would a secretary take her
daughter to work?  To show her that despite the media spin that tells the girl she can
be all she can be, and fake appealing job titles like  “Executive Assistant,” offices are
still configured in the missionary position – you know – men on top, women on the
bottom.                               
      
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Maybe we should warn our daughters
that someone is always trying to tell
us we’ve come a long way, baby.    
The truth is the national Anti-
Affirmative Action Movement is
making opportunities for women
disappear faster than you can say
John Ashcroft; and the media
continues to describe this injustice as
“ending preferences.”  Isn’t being a
male a preference?
   Then there’s harassment.  Even the word is a mystery.  Is the accent on the “ha,” or
the “ass?”  Ever since the Anita Hill Inquisition, we've been telling men that they just
don't get it.  Now men are claiming they’re afraid if they so much as hold the elevator
door open for us, we'll sue their pants off.
Thirty years ago after feminist author Gloria Steinem remarked  “A woman needs a man
like a fish needs a bicycle,” millions of women got divorced and started careers where
the sky was the limit.  Could she have predicted that today an unmarried woman is five
hundred times more likely to die in poverty than a married woman?  So, despite our
ambitions, our mothers were right: the job of wife is still the best job most women can
get.  Steinem wised up and got married last year.

 So, this year on “Take Our Daughters to Work Day,” let's not show up for work at all!  
Let's not even get out of bed.  Maybe it would benefit working women more if we just
said no to gyno dollars and let the whole damn office, movie studio, restaurant, store,
school, hospital or factory fall apart without us.

   And after a day spent not taking our daughters to work, let’s get together on
our porches and in our back yards and light up our barbecues and hibachis.  
Once those fires are crackling, let’s forget about making dinner for the family.  
Instead, let's re-enact an indelible moment from feminist folklore: let's take off
our tops and toss our thick, petroleum-based, foam-filled push-up bras onto
the flames!  Let them snap, crackle, and pollute!  Let a bonfire of the
Wonderbras send out a toxic smoke signal that says: We're raising a stink
because we want the financial equality we were promised years ago and we
want it today!

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Ms. Miller is an Emmy award-winning writer-producer.
2002