Security Is When Everything Is

Women Live Lives Of Continual Apology. They Are Born And Raised To Take The Blame For Other People's Behavior. If They Are Treated Without Respect, They Tell Themselves That They Have Failed To Earn Respect. If Their Husbands Do Not Fancy Them, It Is Because They Are Unattractive.

Men Have Still Not Realized That Letting Women Do So Much Of The Work For So Little Reward Makes A Man In The House An Expensive Luxury Rather Than A Necessity.

The Few Men Who Do A Hand's Turn Around The House Expect Gratitude And Recognition, So Sure Are They That, Though It Is Their Dirt, It Is Not Their Job.

We Can Put Women On Prozac And They Will Think They Are Happy, Even Though They Are Not. Disturbed Animals In The Zoo Are Given Prozac Too, Which Rather Suggests That Misery Is A Response To Unbearable Circumstances Rather Than Constitutional.

The Housewife Is An Unpaid Worker In Her Husband's House In Return For The Security Of Being A Permanent Employee: Hers Is The Reductio Ad Absurdum Of The Employee Who Accepts A Lower Wage In Return For Permanence Of His Employment. But The Lowest Paid Employees Can Be And Are Laid Off, And So Are Wives. They Have No Savings, No Skills Which They Can Bargain With Elsewhere, And They Must Bear The Stigma Of Having Been Sacked.