Families Make Possible The Super-exploitation Of Women

The Traditional Flowers Of Courtship Are The Traditional Flowers Of The Grave, Delivered To The Victim Before The Kill. The Cadaver Is Dressed Up And Made Up And Laid Down And Ritually Violated And Consecrated To An Eternity Of Being Used.

Being Female In This World Means Having Been Robbed Of The Potential For Human Choice By Men Who Love To Hate Us. One Does Does Not Make Choices In Freedom. Instead, One Conforms In Body Type And Behavior And Values To Become An Object Of Male Sexual Desire, Which Requires An Abandonment Of A Wide-ranging Capacity For Choice... Men Too Make Choices. When Will They Choose Not To Despise Us?

I Have To Ask You To Resist, Not To Comply, To Destroy The Power Men Have Over Women, To Refuse To Accept It, To Abhor It And To Do Whatever Is Necessary Despite Its Cost To You To Change It.

I'm A Radical Feminist, Not The Fun Kind.

Any Man Will Follow Any Feminine Looking Thing Down Any Dark Alley; I've Always Wanted To See A Man Beaten To A Shit Bloody Pulp With A High-heeled Shoe Stuffed Up His Mouth, Sort Of The Pig With The Apple; It Would Be Good To Put Him On A Serving Plate But You'd Need Good Silver.