Mother Had Committed Me For Life. This

Mystical State, Madness, How It Frightens People. How Utterly Crazy They Become, Remote, Rude, Peculiar, Cruel, Taunting, Farouche As Wild Beasts Who Have Smelled Danger, The Unthinkable.

In Sex One Wants Or Does Not Want. And The Grief, The Sorrow Of Life Is That One Cannot Make Or Coerce Or Persuade The Wanting, Cannot Command It, Cannot Request It By Mail Order Or Finagle It Through Bureaucratic Channels.

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

The Enormous Social Change Involved In A Sexual Revolution Is Basically A Matter Of Altered Consciousness, The Exposure And Elimination Of Social And Psychological Realities Underlying Political And Cultural Structures. We Are Speaking, Then, Of A Cultural Revolution, Which, While It Must Necessarily Involve The Political And Economic Reorganization Traditionally Implied By The Term Revolution, Must Go Far Beyond This As Well.

The Concept Of Romantic Love Affords A Means Of Emotional Manipulation Which The Male Is Free To Exploit, Since Love Is The Only Circumstance In Which The Female Is (ideologically) Pardoned For Sexual Activity.