I Also Had Nightmares. Somehow

Men Are Distinguished From Women By Their Commitment To Do Violence Rather Than To Be Victimized By It.

When Two Individuals Come Together And Leave Their Gender Outside The Bedroom Door, Then They Make Love.

Women Are An Enslaved Population - The Crop We Harvest Is Children, The Fields We Work Are Houses. Women Are Forced Into Committing Sexual Acts With Men That Violate Integrity Because The Universal Religion - Contempt For Women - Has As Its First Commandment That Women Exist Purely As Sexual Fodder For Men.

Feminist Art Is Not Some Tiny Creek Running Off The Great River Of Real Art. It Is Not Some Crack In An Otherwise Flawless Stone. It Is, Quite Spectacularly I Think, Art Which Is Not Based On The Subjugation Of One Half Of The Species. It Is Art Which Will Take The Great Human Themes -love, Death, Heroism, Suffering, History Itself -and Render Them Fully Human. It May Also, Though Perhaps Our Imaginations Are So Mutilated Now That We Are Incapable Even Of The Ambition, Introduce A New Theme, One As Great And As Rich As Those Others -should We Call It Joy?

I Never Met A Man Who Wasn't Stupider Than Me.