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I stopped paying attention to Caitlin Flanagan after reading her histrionic screed on teenage sexuality in The Atlantic a few months ago. If anyone ever needed a reason not to take her seriously, this has to be it:
"I have never made a solution composed of one part bleach and nine parts warm water … I have been married a total of sixteen years to a total of two men, and never once have I been asked to iron a single item of either man's clothing or to replace even one popped button."
Two marriages in sixteen years, eh? Well, there's no one more strident than a convert, even when it comes to "traditional" marriage - whatever the hell that means.