Wifeswap Placement
I admit it; I have this fascination with the television show Wifeswap. Embarrassing, yes, but true. For those of you who aren’t familiar with it, the premise is they select two women who are diametrically opposed and have them swap lives. For instance, tonight they had an ultra-religious, structured, conservative home-schooling farm mom trade places with a hedonistic, undisciplined chain-smoking mother of a potty-mouthed aspiring rapper. It made for a fair amount of drama, but it ended as the show typically does, with some ideas accepted, some ideas challenged, and both women heaving a huge sigh of relief to return home.
While I have no desire to actually suffer through two weeks as a participant, I have considered where I’d be placed if I were.
Okay. I’m a hopeful agnostic, a pacifist, politically liberal, and a vegetarian. I crave leaning new things, and I am especially fond of words. It causes me almost physical pain to hear language misused. That means they’d place me with warmongering religious fundamentalists, political conservatives who enjoy hunting and eating what they kill, and possess no intellectual curiosity and a woefully limited vocabulary.
It just occurred to me that I’d be swapped to the White House.
Jake Huwitz’s mom is a great writer. Her tumblr is in my top 3 favorites.
My history with the Hurwitz’s is far deeper than most people know. Jake’s dad Sam went to Columbia with my uncle Peter Mohrer and probably overlapped with my dad, Jon Mohrer, as well. The Hurwitzs and the Peter Mohrers also lived next door to each other in Connectcicut for many years, and (UPDATE…) according to Jake, his “best friend felt up [my] cousin.”