Perhaps political labels don't matter in this instance. I believe that there can be little valid argument, beyond the purely financial one of need, that having the wife remain at home to bring up the kids and hold the fort while the husband is out earning the family's keep makes sound sense. There's little doubt in my mind of the veracity of the belief that behind many a successful man not born to millions, there's an even greater woman. The power of a stable home behind one cannot be overemphasised.
Once that belief is broken, all sorts of aberrations come out to play, perhaps the greatest being the belief that everybody can have it all. I don't believe that anyone can, male or female.
If people want to have children, then they owe it to those children to be there for them, not send in a substitute, an in loco parentis figure who may be entirely unsuited to the task. Alternatives? Yes, keep your pants on at all times. If a couple wants to, but can't have children for whatever reason, that's unfortunate, but it releases them from some responsibilties and opens them to yet other opportunities as compensation.
I can understand the lure of work for people of either gender if they have great qualifications to exploit and enjoy; there is no doubt that a two-pronged income source offers greater wealth and financial stability if it lasts, and that the work itself, for those so qualified, often brings its own reward in the doing, money quite apart. However, does that hold for the grunt worker? I seriously doubt that. That person's need to have both partners work to assure survival is a far remove fom the rosy, cosy world of self-fulfilment of the highly educated.
I spent maybe ten years in a factory before being able to cut loose, four of them on the shop floor and the rest in the company's photo-unit. In both places, that five o'clock bell was the doorway to heaven. Talk about love of work doesn't travel downwards. It sounds terribly on-message for management, but that's where the pretence ends. And I can vouch that the working women
that I saw on those shop floors were as far from the ideals of femininity as you can find: they were brutalised into male competitors, running the gamut from being foul-mouthed to sexually predatory. The office girls, however, were sweethearts.
Women forced to work and exist in some dehumanising, male-dominated circumstances seem able to survive only by competing on their terms and scaring the hell out of them.
So yeah, I think that having both partners working has led to two main things: kids are growing up estranged and a little more wild than they would have been; financially, not a thing has been gained, because the market drives prices up to meet the available spending money. In '74 my brand new Humber cost me around £ 1200; today, the cheapest Mini I could buy in Spain costs € 17,900
https://www.mini.es/es_ES/home.htmlwhich, at todays Brexit-inspìred collapse in sterling, at an exchange rate of 1 : 1.12, would cost me £ 15,982. At the time of my Humber, the Mini cost about half the price of the Humber. In '72 my Submariner was listed at circa £ 100 and today, on the Intenet, you can see it for about 12-and-a-bit grand. The bloody replacement strap runs in at € 1200, which I refuse to pay. If that doesn't prove to anyone that price rises to meet available cash supply, then possibly nothing ever will.
That nice period of stay-at-home wife and working husband had one helluva lot going for it.
In some ways I look upon the 60s as a great period of optimism and possibilities, but it also ushered in a huge wave of discontent and confusion that has never gone away.