Life Is A Publicity Stunt. A Shill.

What Is The Future Of The Woman's Movement How In The Hell Do I Know I Don't Run It.

In Those Days, When You Got Boxed, That Was It. A Lot Of Old People Were There Because Somebody Wanted The Farm. It Was About Property. People Are Treated Like Property.

The Concept Of Romantic Love Affords A Means Of Emotional Manipulation Which The Male Is Free To Exploit, Since Love Is The Only Circumstance In Which The Female Is (ideologically) Pardoned For Sexual Activity.

In Many Patriarchies, Language, As Well As Cultural Tradition, Reserve The Human Condition For The Male. With The Indo-european Languages This Is A Nearly Inescapable Habit Of Mind, For Despite All The Customary Pretense That 'man' And 'humanity' Are Terms Which Apply Equally To Both Sexes, The Fact Is Hardly Obscured That In Practice, General Application Favors The Male Far More Often Than The Female As Referent, Or Even Sole Referent, For Such Designations.

A Revolution Is Not The Overturning Of A Cart, A Reshuffling In The Cards Of State. It Is A Process, A Swelling, A New Growth In The Race. If It Is Real, Not Simply A Trauma, It Is Another Ring In The Tree Of History, Layer Upon Layer Of Invisible Tissue Composing The Evidence Of A Circle.