Men Weren't Really The Enemy - They

The Problem Lay Buried, Unspoken For Many Years In The Minds Of American Women. It Was A Strange Stirring, A Sense Of Dissatisfaction, A Yearning That Women Suffered In The Middle Of The Twentieth Century In The United States. Each Suburban Housewife Struggled With It Alone. As She Made The Beds, Shopped For Groceries, Matched Slipcover Material, Ate Peanut Butter Sandwiches With Her Children, Chauffeured Cub Scouts And Brownies, Lay Beside Her Husband At Night, She Was Afraid To Ask Even Of Herself The Silent Question - "is This All?"

Each Woman Is Made To Feel It Is Her Own Cross To Bear If She Can't Be The Perfect Clone Of The Male Superman And The Perfect Clone Of The Feminine Mystique.

Having Expressed The Rage Against The Laws And Conditions That Oppressed Them - Maybe Even Excess Anger In The Beginning Was Directed At Men They Came In Contact With, Because It Had Been Pent Up Too Long - Women Now Come From A New Position Of Easier, More Comfortable Self-affirmation And Empowerment. Women Are Given To Tolerance And Are More Able To Love. I Hope It Happens Also To Men.

When She Stopped Conforming To The Conventional Picture Of Femininity She Finally Began To Enjoy Being A Woman.

I Would Have Much Rather Been In The Jalopy With The Kids, Going To Hunt's For Hamburgers. But, When I Entered High School, All My Friends Got Into Sororities And Fraternities And I Didn't.