In Brief, We Who Write Are All

The Woman's Bill Of Rights Is, Unhappily, Long Overdue. It Should Have Run Along With The Rights Of Man In The Eighteenth Century. Its Drag As To Time Of Official Proclamation Is A Drag As To Social Vision. And Even If Equal Rights Were Now Written Into The Law Of Our Land, It Would Be So Inadequate Today As A Means To Food, Clothing And Shelter For Woman At Large That What They Would Still Be Enjoying Would Be Equality In Disaster Rather Than In Realistic Privilege.

Every Great Creative Idea, Formulated As A Philosophy, Has A Social Setting - In Time, In A Geographical Location, In A Political Economy, In A Matrix Of Interests And Knowledge. It Is Not A Free-swinging Phenomenon Like A Balloon Without Moorings. It Is Not Produced In A Vacuum And, Being Creative, It Does Not Work In A Vacuum. Nurtured On Things Experienced And Things Known, It Reaches Out Toward The Unknown Like A Flower On A Stalk Growing Out Of The Soil.

If This Analysis Of History Is Approximately Sound And If The Future Like The Past Is To Be Crowded With Changes And Exigencies, Then It Is Difficult To Believe That The Feminism Of The Passing Generation, Already Hardened Into Dogma And Tradition, Represents The Completed Form Of Woman's Relations To Work, Interests And Society.

Woman's Success In Lifting Men Out Of Their Way Of Life Nearly Resembling That Of The Beasts Who Merely Hunted And Fished For Food, Who Found Shelter Where They Could In Jungles, In Trees, And Caves Was A Civilizing Triumph.

Viewed Narrowly, All Life Is Universal Hunger And An Expression Of Energy Associated With It.