Early & Alone #70: Very Cavalier Millennials
The "Confusion & Sadness" of Being 40 and Child-Free
A little over a month ago, there was a general outcry over a tweet by some dude I’d never heard of.
There is so, so much to unpack here. Apparently, this white man with a terrible mustache is an extremely Christian commentator and writer who lives in Florida. He has less than 4,000 Twitter followers. So why did people care so much?
I’m honestly not sure other than the phrasing is just…hilarious? I mean, I know me and my fellow “cavalier millennials” have all been out here, just trying to be sexy and have fun, until 40 hit and WHAM! That painful realization that all this fun, sexy time has led us to a downhill plunge into sadness and confusion, in the cold, silent darkness of the hermit caves we will be banished to unless we find some children to give our hollow lives meaning.
You may think this tweet was just a flash in the pant, but don’t worry, there are plenty more hot takes where that one came from. Like this one!
Does anyone else have a guess where one can find potential love, assistance, fellowship, social, professional & emotional aid, help with kids, help with the elderly, etc.? Could it be one’s larger community? In fact, there are some radical thinkers who are calling for the abolition of traditional family structures in favor of building a stronger social safety net with care and resources for all, not just those with the benefit of a strong nuclear family of origin unit.
My fav, Anne Helen Petersen, has done some work in advocating for building community to supplement our existing family structures and I have really enjoyed peoples’ ideas and stories of how they build relationships with friends’ children, niblings, neighbors, friends, and others in the wider community.
Listen, I am absolutely not advocating for abolishing the family. I’m just saying it’s incredibly short-sighted to say the solution for our social ills is “have more babies.” ESPECIALLY given the unique horrors of parenting in a pandemic world. Not to mention the loss of bodily autonomy for people with uteruses in these here United States!
But I digress. I came here to dunk on this Shane Morris guy and his original terrible tweet. First of all, when have you ever met a “cavalier” millennial? In this economy? Please. A quick search yields the following headlines, “Millennials are the unluckiest generation in U.S. history,” “Millennials Are the New Lost Generation,” and perhaps my personal favorite, “Millennials Are Screwed.” We can’t AFFORD to be cavalier and we certainly can’t afford to be pumping out babies at the rate this guy seems to expect!
Also, I have never met a person in their 40s who turned around and was surprised to realize their child-bearing years were nearing an end. As a woman, it’s been DRILLED into me practically since birth that I have a biological clock, it’s ticking, etc. etc. etc.
Finally, I reject the notion that child-free people have nothing to do and will wander the valley of shadows alone until their lonely deaths.
Here is a non-exhaustive list of things child-free people can do:
Go on a trip
Enjoy some cake
Have a dance party
Watch some prestige television
Read some books
Build a playhouse for their friends’ kid
Volunteer at an animal shelter
Smash the patriarchy
Start a business
FaceTime with friends
Pet some puppies and kitties
Rake some leaves
Go on a hike
Watch a sports game
Vote
Make a lasagna and invite people over to eat it
Run around and play with neighborhood kids
Take some photos
Budget
Take an art class
Journal
Do karaoke
Go thrift shopping
Stare into space
I’m just saying, life is a rich tapestry, we have options. Not having children does not condemn us to a lonely life devoid of joy. If we’ve done a good job of building our communities, we have a chosen family, we have our people. We can help take care of the kids in our lives and they (and their parents) will help us if we need it. I would love to see this old, dangerous rhetoric of the withering child-free crone die. There are many, many reasons to have children and also to not have children. It SHOULD be a personal choice. I hope we can continue to work toward a society that is respectful of all choices and all people.
What are your ideas for us sad post-40 child-free folks?
Bright Spots
It’s been kind of a rough week so this lovely and sad cover of Radiohead’s “Fake Plastic Trees” really hit me (thanks for sharing, Karen!)
The best kind of Autumn content:
I shouldn’t have giggled at this silly TikTok as much as I did, but I did, and then I watched it about 5 more times. And then I made some chicken tendies.
Last weekend my book club got together and we dressed in 90s outfits and brought 90s snacks and listened to 90s music while discussing our book for the month, Chuck Klosterman’s latest essay collection, The Nineties. The book was just meh, but the book club event was epic. I brought boxes of Little Debbie snacks because that’s pretty much 75 % of what I ate in the 90s and I had a bunch leftover, and I’m not gonna lie, I didn’t hate it.
I am 59 and childfree. I volunteer regularly at a food bank, make lasagna for strangers through lasagnalove.org, hike or walk regularly with groups from Meetup.com, spend time with friends (many who I met through Meetup!) or relatives, volunteer as a pro choice escort, belong to book clubs....my life is not filled with sadness and confusion.
That sad man doesn't understand any one else's perspective and, even more pathetic, doesn't want to. He has an opinion that a "good" life is the life he lives. Makes me wonder what he does for others that are outside of his small family...?
You know, I wish I could agree with this, but I feel like as I get older, it's harder and harder to find any kind of community. People are just too busy with their own lives and own families to be a community for anyone else. There are so many things I want to do, but not everything is enjoyable when done alone. Including, for me, having kids. (I want to scream when people ask me if I'll "just have kids on my own." As if it's that easy!) A year ago I froze my eggs, and it was almost canceled the day before when the doctor's office realized I didn't have anyone to pick me up. (Eventually they found a service for me that drives people who aren't elderly or disabled home from medical appointments- those kinds of services are rarer than you would think, so $90 later, I had a ride home.)