
What do parenting and Allen Iverson have to do with each other? Bear with me.
I am not a “Tiger Mom.”
I am not a superior French parent (though I admit that my children have learned to say “please” and “thank you” from the beginning — not just because it is polite to do so, but because we want them to understand the importance of appreciating others).
I am a different parent. A parent who is different in many ways from the parent Amy Chua and Pamela Druckerman imagine. As they are writing their superior parent into being, who are they imagining as inferior? “The American parent,” yes. Indeed, if that were not the case, who would buy their books? But, what does that “American parent” look like? Underlying these assertions of preferred parenting styles is, in many ways, an American parent who is of a certain class and even, perhaps, of a certain race and family culture.
Not only that, but don’t we all know parents who do at least some of what Druckerman identifies as “French parenting” who aren’t French? Who are African-American, Latino, Native American, European, Middle Eastern, African, West Indian, Asian?
That said, what I actually object to most are the attempts to present a fully packaged parenting, one that, at least in the advertising and excerpting of these women’s fuller works, presents “Tiger Moms” and “French parenting” as commodities that can be bought and then replicated to the letter by those who consume their product (though, hopefully, not as a second snack).
In comes Allen


