When I Was In High School, Even

We Need A New Political Movement Of Women And Men Toward A New Society.

The Man Who Is Extremely And Dangerously Hungry Has No Other Interest But Food. Capacities Not Useful For The Satisfying Of Hunger Are Pushed Into The Background. 'but What Happens To Man's Desires When There Is Plenty Of Food And His Belly In Chronically Filled? At Once, Other (and Higher) Needs Emerge And These, Rather Than The Psychological Hungers, Dominate The Organism.

The Real Joke That History Played On American Women Is Not The One That Makes People Snigger, With Cheap Freudian Sophistication, At The Dead Feminists. It Is The Joke That Freudian Thought Played On Living Women, Twisting The Memory Of The Feminists Into The Man-eating Phantom Of The Feminine Mystique, Shriveling The Very Wish To Be More Than Just A Wife And Mother.

Aging Will Create The Music Of The Coming Century.

I Would Have Much Rather Been In The Jalopy With The Kids, Going To Hunt's For Hamburgers. But, When I Entered High School, All My Friends Got Into Sororities And Fraternities And I Didn't.