Don’t you hate it when you find out things about your heroes that kind of ruin them for you, like the fact thatÂ Margaret Sanger was a racist asshole? You’re in luck today, then, because Feminsting has gotten a hold of groundbreaking lady pilot Amelia Earhart‘s 1930s prenuptial agreement, and it is the opposite of that.
The document begins by reiterating her reluctance to marry, which seems reasonable considering that wifehood and motherhood were then seen as a woman’s sole occupations once she was married, and Amelia did not want to “shatter chances in work which means most to me.” She also laid out a plan for an open-sounding marriage for her husband-to-be, George Putnam:
â€śI shall not hold you to any midaeval [sic] code of faithfulness to me nor shall I consider myself bound to you similarly. If we can be honest I think the difficulties which arise may bestbe avoided should you or I become interested deeply (or in passing) in anyone else.”
Translation: we can bang other people so long as there’s adequate trust and communication.
She goes on to say that she does not want to interfere with each other’s careers, and that she needs a place to go when she wants to be alone once in a while. She also says her husband must release her if they do not “find happiness together.” But it’s this part that really gets me:
“I will try to do my best in every way and give you the part of me you know and seem to want.”
That is some next level existential shit. Amelia Earhart knew you can never fully know another person, but that it’s okay, because that doesn’t mean you can’t love them.
Here’s the full document:
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