True story time:
My mom told me this story about my great-grandmother, and how she and her husband lived on a farm and worked very, very hard on it. Farm work is not easy and I have no idea why I see homesteaders acting like everyone should live off the land because it’s hard, but I digress.
The point is that her husband died, and you can see where this is going but I’m going to tell you anyways.She had four kids and was pregnant with a fifth. He died, and she couldn’t take over the farm.
Because she was a woman, and women couldn’t own property.
They gave the farm to her brother-in-law instead (who didn’t give two shits because he was in the States) so she had to move in with her brother. (My mom grew up in their house.)
Like this wasn’t hundreds of years ago. This wasn’t ancient history. This is my mom’s grandmother. This is literally how far things have progressed since then.