Men Are Rapists, Batterers, Plunderers, Killers; These

Touch Is The Meaning Of Being Human.

It Is A Tragedy Beyond The Power Of Language To Convey When What Has Been Imposed On Women By Force Becomes A Standard Of Freedom For Women: And All The Women Say It Is So.

Under Patriarchy, Every Woman's Son Is Her Potential Betrayer And Also The Inevitable Rapist Or Exploiter Of Another Woman.

Men Love Death. In Everything They Make, They Hollow Out A Central Place For Death, Let Its Rancid Smell Contaminate Every Dimension Of Whatever Still Survives. Men Especially Love Murder. In Art They Celebrate It, And In Life They Commit It. They Embrace Murder As If Life Without It Would Be Devoid Of Passion, Meaning, And Action, As If Murder Were Solace, Stilling Their Sobs As They Mourn The Emptiness And Alienation Of Their Lives.

The Creative Mind Is Intelligence In Action In The World.