Suddenly the office seems as illusory as the false fronts of a Hollywood ghost town. Here on the front lines of the Mommy Wars, it's not hard to see where society has marshalled its heavy artillery. Money and prestige reward those who make the politically correct choice. Yet the politically correct choice isn't always the right choice, for us or our children. The bottom line is that there's more to life than the bottom line.
Business is the opiate of the American people.
The smell of fat paychecks dulls our senses and makes us incapable of listening to our best selves. Give me an office with my name on the door, and I'll gladly sell my soul and throw in my first-born as well. For women, the rewards of success are all the more seductive because they weren't available just a generation ago. We're eager to escape from lives of domestic drudgery and do something important. But, let's face it, a private FAX line is hardly a lasting contribution to world peace.