Women's Lib? I Couldn't Stand It.

Freedom Was Given To Humanity By God. But, Governments, If They Can Help It, Never Give Freedom. They Just Hand Out Slavery With Slogans.

There Is No Solid Satisfaction In Any Career For A Woman Like Myself. There Is No Home, No True Freedom, No Hope, No Joy, No Expectation For Tomorrow, No Contentment. I Would Rather Cook A Meal For A Man And Bring Him His Slippers And Feel Myself In The Protection Of His Arms Than Have All The Citations And Awards And Honors I Have Received Worldwide, Including The Ribbon Of Legion Of Honor And My Property And My Bank Accounts. They Mean Nothing To Me. And I Am Only One Among The Millions Of Sad Women Like Myself.

The Budget Should Be Balanced, The Treasury Should Be Refilled, Public Debt Should Be Reduced, The Arrogance Of Officialdom Should Be Tempered And Controlled, And The Assistance To Foreign Lands Should Be Curtailed Lest Rome Become Bankrupt. People Must Again Learn To Work, Instead Of Living On Public Assistance.

God's 'failures' Are Really Man's Failures.

I Am Not Alone At All, I Thought. I Was Never Alone At All. And That, Of Course, Is The Message Of Christmas. We Are Never Alone. Not When The Night Is Darkest, The Wind Coldest, The World Seemingly Most Indifferent. For This Is Still The Time God Chooses.