I Never Met A Man Who Wasn't

Writing Is Alchemy. Dross Becomes Gold. Experience Is Transformed. Pain Is Changed. Suffering May Become Song. The Ordinary Or Horrible Is Pushed By The Will Of The Writer Into Grace Or Redemption, A Prophetic Wail, A Screed For Justice, An Elegy Of Sadness Or Sorrow. ... There Is Always A Tension Between Experience And The Thing That Finally Carries It Forward, Bears Its Weight, Holds It In. Without That Tension, One Might As Well Write A Shopping List.

Men Are Rewarded For Learning The Practice Of Violence In Virtually Any Sphere Of Activity By Money, Admiration, Recognition, Respect, And The Genuflection Of Others Honoring Their Sacred And Proven Masculinity. In Male Culture, Police Are Heroic And So Are Outlaws; Males Who Enforce Standards Are Heroic And So Are Those Who Violate Them.

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.

I Also Had Nightmares. Somehow All The Feelings I Didn't Feel When Each Thing Had Actually Happened To Me I Did Feel When I Slept.

Could Women's Liberation Ever Be A Revolutionary Movement, Not Rhetorically But On The Ground?