U. Diary Entry: All About Eve
July 27, 2017: On this date, in New England, I had a remarkable chat with a young, female receptionist at a major-chain hotel. That talk, I feel, has the power to redirect Western culture significantly. The discussion occurred as follows: entering the hotel and needing to speak to a receptionist, I found the lovely Eve. (Such is her real name, although she, going by her name tag, spells it a bit differently from the conventional. However, here, for the sake of her privacy, I spell “Eve” traditionally.)
When I say “lovely,” truly she was. She was a great beauty and seemed genuinely fascinated by our dialogue. In fact, she appeared so interested that I was under manly obligation—because I had, alas, been recently and seemingly irrevocably jilted by my girlfriend—to ask Eve if she was single.
She was not: she was dating a man. (Actually, she may have been married. I do not know because I had asked merely if she were in a relationship.) After she responded and let me know that she was taken, I, suddenly, was graced with a revelation of the propriety of traditional societies wherein men more worked out of the home while women stayed at home. In short, and I said this to Eve, in a capitalistic culture, where women are working in whatever field, they must sweetly butter up customers (or their bosses). If they did not, such female workers could be fired or not promoted.
In Capitalism, foremost concerned with capital acquisition, customer service rules: “the customer,” who controls a business’ survival, “is always right.” Because capitalistic female workers must serve the bottom line, when such workers are nice to male customers or bosses only because they are customers or bosses, such niceties lead on these men who, to the female workers, are strangers otherwise. (Capitalism, also, desires that male customers be led-on by female employees because by such employees so leading, the men become more interactive, giving the females further selling opportunities.) Continuing, I said, such overly friendly behavior from women workers forces them to divide their love and faithfulness to their own husbands, boyfriends, and children.
Eve concurred. She, also, agreed that a woman worker, at a time of a low in an interpersonal relationship with, say, a husband or a boyfriend, could be more tempted to cheat when she, at work, was being friendly enough with a strange man, coworker, or a boss to lead him on.
Therefore, I concluded to Eve, it is logical that, in traditional cultures, a young girl is raised to desire to marry a man who can provide for her without her having to work. It, also, makes sense that a man would want to be the sole provider, because were he not to be, his wife could find herself, for the sake of mere financial gain, in circumstances of having to show emotional displays of pleasant behavior to strange men.
To end this diary entry, I found it remarkable that these revelations occurred via a conversation with an “Eve,” a name that means, in and of itself, “woman.”