The Philosopher
Barbara Ehrenreich
The face
The background
- Nationality:
- American
- Schools:
- Democratic Socialists of America
- Branchs:
- Social Criticism, Journalism, Activism, Feminism, Socialism
- Period:
- 20th-21st century
The synopsis
Barbara Ehrenreich was an American author and political activist. During the 1980s and early 1990s, she was a prominent figure in the Democratic Socialists of America. She was a widely read and award-winning columnist and essayist and the author of 21 books. Ehrenreich was best known for her 2001 book Nickel and Dimed: On (Not) Getting By in America, a memoir of her three-month experiment surviving on a series of minimum-wage jobs. She was a recipient of a Lannan Literary Award and the Erasmus Prize.
Ehrenreich was born to Isabelle (née Oxley) and Ben Howes Alexander in Butte, Montana, which she describes as then being "a bustling, brawling, blue collar mining town". In an interview on C-SPAN, she characterized her parents as "strong union people" with two family rules: "never cross a picket line and never vote Republican". In a talk she gave in 1999, Ehrenreich called herself a "fourth-generation atheist". Later in life, she wrote that she rejected "the God of monotheism" because of the philosophical problem of a being that was all good and all powerful, when people were living with "all the misery he allowed or instigated". She had mystical experiences throughout her life, which she identified as belonging to a type of animism rather than theism. Her mother was a deeply unhappy homemaker. Her father was a copper miner who went to the Montana School of Mines (renamed Montana Technological University in 2018) and then to Carnegie Mellon University. A high-functioning alcoholic, he strongly valued intelligence.
After her father graduated from the Montana School of Mines, the family moved to Pittsburgh, New York, and Massachusetts, before settling down in Los Angeles. He eventually became a senior executive at the Gillette Corporation. Her parents later divorced.
Ehrenreich studied physics at Reed College, switched to chemistry, graduating in 1963. Her senior thesis was Electrochemical oscillations of the silicon anode. In 1968, she enrolled in a theoretical physics Ph.D, but changed early on to cellular immunology and received her Ph.D at Rockefeller University.
In 1970, Ehrenreich gave birth to her daughter Rosa in a public clinic in New York. "I was the only white patient at the clinic, and I found out this was the health care women got," she told The Globe and Mail newspaper in 1987, "They induced my labor because it was late in the evening and the doctor wanted to go home. I was enraged. The experience made me a feminist."
The works
Long March, Short Spring: The Student Uprising at Home and Abroad
The American Health Empire: Power, Profits, and Politics
Witches, Midwives, and Nurses: A History of Women Healers
Complaints and Disorders: The Sexual Politics of Sickness
For Her Own Good: Two Centuries of the Experts' Advice to Women
Women in the Global Factory
The Hearts of Men: American Dreams and the Flight from Commitment
Re-Making Love: The Feminization of Sex
The Mean Season: Attack on the Welfare State
Fear of Falling: The Inner Life of the Middle Class
The Worst Years of Our Lives: Irreverent Notes from a Decade of Greed
The Snarling Citizen: Essays
Blood Rites: Origins and History of the Passions of War
Nickel and Dimed: On (Not) Getting By In America
Global Woman: Nannies, Maids, and Sex Workers in the New Economy
Bait and Switch: The (Futile) Pursuit of the American Dream
Dancing in the Streets: A History of Collective Joy
This Land is Their Land: Reports from a Divided Nation
Bright-sided: How Positive Thinking Is Undermining America
Living with a Wild God: A Nonbeliever's Search for the Truth about Everything
Natural Causes: An Epidemic of Wellness, the Certainty of Dying, and Killing Ourselves to Live Longer
Had I Known: Collected Essays
Kipper's Game
The quotes
When I was 13, I had these episodes where I could just see the world without any words attached to it, without any associations. It was a little bit spooky. A lot of people might have even thought it was pathological. I thought it was interesting.
I routinely oscillate between exultation and despair. Maybe at the end of the day I feel pretty good about what I've written, but the next morning I see that it's crap. Then I start again - make a new outline, do some more research, try to rethink the whole question.