{"id":13475,"date":"2014-05-10T08:19:43","date_gmt":"2014-05-10T13:19:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/brianjnoggle.com\/blog\/?p=13475"},"modified":"2014-05-09T16:21:41","modified_gmt":"2014-05-09T21:21:41","slug":"book-report-real-women-dont-pump-gas-by-joyce-jillson-1982","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/brianjnoggle.com\/blog\/2014\/05\/10\/book-report-real-women-dont-pump-gas-by-joyce-jillson-1982\/","title":{"rendered":"Book Report: Real Women Don’t Pump Gas<\/i> by Joyce Jillson (1982)"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Book<\/a>This book<\/a> comes from a whole series of books that came out shortly after Real Men Don’t Eat Quiche<\/em> (which I read five years ago<\/a>). Think of it as a 1980s response to the shifting in gender roles which has continued to this day. Reactionary–and I don’t mean that perjoratively, only they were reactions to the upcoming prevailing norms) responses like this, tongue-in-cheek but sort of true.<\/p>\n

However, this book doesn’t resonate with me because I’m not a girl. I can’t understand, truly, the societal pressures upon women, especially women in the early part of the Reagan years. <\/p>\n

The book rather has a bit of a dual nature of its satirical ideal of womanhood. It’s the uber-feminine princess and<\/em> the hard-charging business woman. You know, fifty percent of this woman:<\/p>\n