Sociology -9699- Notes ✓ (ORIGINAL)

Maya typed furiously: “Feminism: The turkey doesn't cook itself. The family is a site of patriarchal oppression and hidden labor. The personal is political.”

Uncle Joe smiled, but his knuckles were white around his fork.

Her grandfather had carved the turkey. He had given a speech about "tradition," "order," and "how society stays stable." He talked about how every person had a role—her grandmother made the pie, her uncle carved the meat, and the kids passed the rolls. sociology -9699- notes

Maya smiled. She didn’t just remember the sociologists. She remembered the turkey. She remembered the white knuckles. She remembered the dirty dishes. And she remembered the filtered photo.

Maya looked back at her real memory: Uncle Joe’s white knuckles, her mom’s tired eyes, her grandfather’s booming, controlling voice. Maya typed furiously: “Feminism: The turkey doesn't cook

Her mom had done the "double shift"—the unpaid domestic labor that kept the whole system running.

She leaned back and closed her eyes. Instead of seeing a timeline of sociological theories, she saw her own family’s dining table last Christmas. Her grandfather had carved the turkey

Then she remembered her Uncle Joe. He had spent three hours cooking that turkey. But when her grandfather carved it, he gave the biggest drumstick to the CEO cousin from London, and the smallest scrap of white meat to Uncle Joe, who was a school janitor.