I Grew Up Thinking There Was One

There Has Come Into Existence, Chiefly In America, A Breed Of Men Who Claim To Be Feminists. They Imagine That They Have Understood What Women Want And That They Are Capable Of Giving It To Them. They Help With The Dishes At Home And Make Their Own Coffee In The Office, Basking The While In The Refulgent Consciousness Of Virtue. Such Men Are Apt To Think Of The True Male Feminists As Utterly Chauvinistic.

The Sight Of Women Talking Together Has Always Made Men Uneasy; Nowadays It Means Rank Subversion.

The Most Highly Prized Curve Of All Is That Of The Bosom.

Even Crushed Against His Brother In The Tube The Average Englishman Pretends Desperately That He Is Alone.

One May Not Reach The Dawn Save By The Path Of The Night.