It
has recently been pointed out to this Recent Paterfamilias, what with his
daughter’s first birthday taking place several weeks ago, that his status as
Recent Paterfamilias is no longer all that, well, recent.
This
tidy little reality has caused the Recent Paterfamilias no little amount of
dismay and self-inquiry as of late.
So,
apparently, in addition to the inherent disquiet caused by his baby getting
older and growing up, the Recent Paterfamilias has also now been saddled with
conjuring up a brand new moniker.
So,
what has the Recent Paterfamilias come up with?
The
Not-So-Recent Paterfamilias. The
Just Regular Paterfamilias. The
Child-Loving Urban Gentleman (a definite
loser). The Modern American Homo
Erectus (catch phrase: “Me Man. Me
make baby.”). The Recently Renamed
Paterfamilias. Simply, The Father
(clean, simple, masculine, intuitively obvious, and easily confused with 100s
of millions of other paterfamiliases).
The Bloggist. The Master of
Opinion. The Opinion Man. The Opinionist. The Father of All Modern Opinion. The Stay-At-Home Dad (also, easily
confused with 10s of millions of other paterfamiliases). The Recently Recent Paterfamilias
(possibly somewhat repetitive).
The Writing Father of One.
The Writing Father. Simply,
The Writer. The Writist. The
Not-So-Recent-But-Still-Somewhat-Or-At-Least-Marginally-Recent-Stay-At-Home-Father-(in
Latin: “Paterfamilias”)-Writer-And-Master-Of-Opinion-And-Overall-Nice—
You
know what? That’s enough.
This
Recent Paterfamilias may not be all that recent any longer, but he’s going to
stick with that title. It’s
poetic. It’s got a nice ring to
it. And it suits him. Taking it away and replacing it with
another could be almost as jarring to his sense of paternity and bloggery and,
well, humanity as if he’d never changed a dirty diaper.
But
perhaps, just perhaps, this R.P. is placing a bit too much importance upon his
self-appointed nom de plume.
Perhaps, but probably not.
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