The ‘feminine’ woman is forever static and childlike. She is like the ballerina in an old-fashioned music box, her unchanging features tiny and girlish, her voice tinkly, her body stuck on a pin, rotating in a spiral that will never grow.
Feminism’s agenda is basic: It asks that women not be forced to ‘choose’ between public justice and private happiness.
In place of equal respect, the nation offered women the Miss America beauty pageant, established in 1920-the same year women won the vote.
The culture used to move relatively slowly, so you could take aim. Now it moves so fast, and is so fluffy and meaningless, you feel like an idiot even complaining about it.
The system of heroism depends on women to be weak so men can be strong.
Divorced men are more likely to meet their car payments than their child support obligations.
Keeping the peace with the particular man in one’s life becomes more essential than battling the mass male culture.
What happened with Hurricane Katrina was the American electorate was forced to look at what lay behind the veneer of chest-beating. We all saw the consequences of having terrible government leadership.