This week, I discovered that I am complicit in supporting a family and a movement that is bigoted, homophobic, deeply misogynistic and that blames girls and women for being sexually abused.
I am deeply ashamed – and I am not the only one.
There’s a longstanding joke in the Mamamia Women’s Network office that I am obsessed with the Duggars, the family who have 19 children and their own hit reality show. Their fame (and fortune) has sky-rocketed in the past couple of years as those 19 children have grown up (if you consider 19 years old to be grown up which I don’t), got married and started having little Duggars of their own.
America’s highest-selling magazine People have been drooling with excitement at having an entirely new franchise of celebrities to put on their covers. So many weddings! So many pregnancies! So many babies! It’s the holy grail of publishing:
That was me. For years, way before they had their own reality show, I was mad for the Duggars, mad for them.
I can’t recall how I first learned of them but I was instantly fascinated by the premise of a family with 16 children (this was several children ago, they now have 19), all of whose names began with the letter J and whose parents had no intention of stopping breeding until the Good Lord put a natural use by date on matriarch Michelle’s uterus.