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We Are Women. We Are A Subject People Who Have Inherited An Alien Culture.

They Are More Beautiful Than Anything In The World, Kinetic Sculptures, Perfect Form In Motion.

This Is How Psychiatry Has Functioned-as A Kind Of Property Arm Of The Government, Who Can Put You Away If Your Husband Doesn't Like You.

It May Be That A Second Wave Of The Sexual Revolution Might At Last Accomplish Its Aim Of Freeing Half The Race From Its Immemorial Subordination--and In The Process Bring Us All A Great Deal Closer To Humanity. It May Be That We Shall Even Be Able To Retire Sex From The Harsh Realities Of Politics, But Not Until We Have Created A World We Can Bear Out Of The Desert We Inhabit.

Hell, I Don't Want To Grow Old At All. I Never Want To Die.