How Withered Away One Can Be From

The Demon Got Up. The Demon Said Fool. To Think You Can Eat Their Food And Not Talk To Them. To Think You Can Take Their Money And Not Be Afraid Of Them. To Think You Can Depend On Their Company And Not Suffer From Them.

There Are Plenty Of Images Of Women In Science Fiction. There Are Hardly Any Women.

The Techniques Are All Means Of Dealing With One Simple Idea: She Wrote It. (that Is, The "wrong" Person--in This Case, Female--has Created The "right" Value--i.e., Art.) Denial Of Agency: She Didn't Write It. Pollution Of Agency: She Shouldn't Have Written It. Double Standard Of Content: Yes, But Look What She Wrote About. False Categorizing: She Is Not Really She [an Artist] And It Is Not Really It [serious, Of The Right Genre, Aesthetically Sound, Important, Etc.] So How Could "she" Have Written "it"? Or Simply: Neither "she" Nor "it" Exists (simple Exclusion).

You Can't Imbibe Someone's Success By F*cking Them.

... Chastity Is Not Given Once And For All Like A Wedding Ring That Is Put On Never To Be Taken Off, But Is A Garden Which Each Day Must Be Weeded, Watered, And Trimmed Anew, Or Soon There Will Be Only Brambles And Wilderness.