If you were around in the 1970s, the name Marabel Morgan will probably ring a bell. (We featured her first book the Total Woman a while back, but I think that post bit the dust years ago in one of our migrations.) She was one of those anti feminists from the 1970s that is all about personal fulfillment. Warning! The personal fulfillment part is from catering to your husband’s every need. Those poor feminists are unhappy because they don’t have a man. I remember my mother commenting that she was some kind of nut when she was on Phil Donahue in the 1970s.
Total Joy is sort of a sequel of Total Woman. In this book, Morgan shares many of the letters and anecdotes of happy women using her method. For a public library, its a weeder just because it is out of date. It is also ridiculous, but that is not a deal breaker in weeding, unfortunately.
I will be under my desk crying for the lack of progress in the last 25 years.
Where’s the barf bucket???
One of my friends gave me Total Woman and Total Joy as joke gifts for my wedding shower. They’re so dated and so terrible.
Ha, ha. I like how Cosmo probably has the most woke review. They seem very bewildered about this book.
My vote for the smoking question is to withhold marital favors. But what was the answer to Minnesota Fats?? I must say that the asking questions advice is good. If only more men would do it on online dating, they might get more matches.
I read it as “Minnesota Farts”.
I agree about the asking questions. Any good conversationalist does that.
Accepting your husband’s foibles does NOT mean risking lung cancer! If he won’t smoke outside after you’ve told him you can’t breathe, serve him divorce papers and leave him in his smoke-filled room.
he’ll probably croak before the divorce comes through anyway….
I was around in the 70’s, but this woman’s name doesn’t ring a bell, probably because I was only around 2 years old when this book came out. Thank goodness for that! 🙂
Also smoking was not only slowly killing my dad, the second-hand smoke was assaulting my mom and molesting my brother and me. 🙁
Read this as a teen in the 1970s. Hated it then, too.
Hey! Little Girl
Comb your hair, fix your makeup
Soon he will open the door
Don’t think because there’s a ring on your finger
You needn’t try anymore
For wives should always be lovers too
Run to his arms the moment he comes home to you
I’m warning you
Being friendly and loving and clean and groomed are all that’s needed. Who the hell has time to put on makeup when taking care of little kids? If the husband is that shallow, she’s better off without him.
“It is also ridiculous, but that is not a deal breaker in weeding, unfortunately.”
If “being ridiculous” was “a deal breaker in weeding,” you’d have to get rid of a lot of 001.9 (UFOs, Bermuda Triangle, etc.), almost all of the “New Age” and astrology books, and perhaps half of the “alternative medicine” and political commentary section. No matter how much they boost your circulation numbers.
I wish I could.
1) Make yourself and your husband miserable for years trying to force a change against his will, or
2) you can accept whatever he’s doing that’s bothering you.
Are you sure this isn’t subtitled how to be a doormat? But hey, as long as he’s happy…
More like Stockholm Syndrome.
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