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A consulting psychologist makes some interesting observations on the importance of personal privacy.
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by LESTER F. MILES, Ph. D.
WITH typical male directness I am going to reveal the entire subject of this article in two words. Wives and single girls might read them with profitable concentration. The two words are — personal privacy.
There must be many married women who can honestly state, "I never nag my husband." And they don't — intentionally. But this article is not on "nagging" as we have come to define this particular behavior trait in either a man or a woman.
More than one man has balked at marriage only because he witnessed how some other man's wife managed to discard her husband's favorite old painting shoes, fishing hat, hunting trousers. None of these articles was of any worth and frequently just an eyesore in the house. To a man, how ever, they are as much prize possessions as were his clasp knife or marbles when he wore knee britches and had his pockets crammed with an assortment that would have filled a counter in any five-and-ten cent store.
Curiosity killed a cat — so they say — and woman's inquisitiveness has a way of giving even the most perfect marriage a highly rancid flavor. A
man's personal possessions are minor items in the issue at hand. How do you handle his unseen possessions — his private feelings and thoughts?
"When you married you gave up your membership in the club," I said to a friend, while dropping in at my favorite men's club recently. "I see you've taken up membership again. What's the matter — honeymoon over?"
"Not at all," he replied, half apologetically for his wife. "Our apartment is a little small and there are times when a man wants to just sit and do a little thinking in privacy. You know how it is."
I know how it is. It is too bad more wives are not given to understanding this one failing in their otherwise complete devotion to their husbands. When a man just wants to sit, even if he isn't engaged in any heavy thinking, why will a wife come in and start a lot of questions rolling just to make conversation? When a man has a quiet spell of inner reflection why does a wife lose no time in offering him a penny for his thoughts?
Like my friend at the club — a woman soon manages to convince her husband that if he is to have any