I Dream That Love Without Tyranny Is

The Will To Domination Is A Ravenous Beast. There Are Never Enough Warm Bodies To Satiate Its Monstrous Hunger. Once Alive, This Beast Grows And Grows, Feeding On All The Life Around It, Scouring The Earth To Find New Sources Of Nourishment. This Beast Lives In Each Man Who Battens On Female Servitude.

Families Make Possible The Super-exploitation Of Women By Training Them To Look Upon Their Work Outside The Home As Peripheral To Their 'true' Role.

You Think Intercourse Is A Private Act; It's Not, It's A Social Act. Men Are Sexually Predatory In Life; And Women Are Sexually Manipulative. When Two Individuals Come Together And Leave Their Gender Outside The Bedroom Door, Then They Make Love.

To Be Rapeable, A Position That Is Social, Not Biological, Defines What A Woman Is.

Men Are Rapists, Batterers, Plunderers, Killers; These Same Men Are Religious Prophets, Poets, Heroes, Figures Of Romance, Adventure, Accomplishment, Figures Ennobled By Tragedy And Defeat. Men Have Claimed The Earth, Called It 'her'. Men Ruin Her. Men Have Airplanes, Guns, Bombs, Poisonous Gases, Weapons So Perverse And Deadly That They Defy Any Authentically Human Imagination.