Over the years, I’ve said most non-sexist jokes told by the woman who when asked how much their children including their husbands in a matter. Often, when a woman is non-cracked jokes, her husband was standing close enough to hear. The answer is to roll your eyes and maybe even laugh along with others. He storms out of the room, refusing to talk to his wife for a few days, withholding of affection or doing the same things that are not yet ripe. He didn’t even bring it up later in an effort to show it was demeaning and disrespectful-perhaps afraid he is going to told him to grow up and get over it. He let it roll off the back. Good for him. Or not.
Another big difference between then and now: while the first lady 1957 read hardly any of the “child”, the mother of today reading as much as he could. In the process, he allows what I call “psychological boogeymen” into his head. These Boogeymen constantly yelled at her to watch every step of the way so that he might raise a few parents who do terrible and faux pas that will surely be apocalyptic doom her to a life spent sleeping under the other or, even worse, aren’t going to Harvard.