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[warfare Is] Maleness In Its Absurdest Extremes. Here Is To Be Studied The Whole Gamut Of Basic Masculinity, From The Initial Instinct Of Combat, Through Every Form Of Glorious Ostentation, With The Loudest Accompaniment Of Noise.

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Charlotte Perkins Gilman

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[warfare Is] Maleness In Its Absurdest Extremes. Here Is To Be Studied The Whole Gamut Of Basic Masculinity, From The Initial Instinct Of Combat, Through Every Form Of Glorious Ostentation, With The Loudest Accompaniment Of Noise.

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Where Young Boys Plan For What They Will Achieve And Attain, Young Girls Plan For Whom They Will Achieve And Attain.

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The Female Of Genus Homo Is Economically Dependent On The Male. He Is Her Food Supply.

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When The Mother Of The Race Is Free, We Shall Have A Better World, By The Easy Right Of Birth And By The Calm, Slow, Friendly Forces Of Evolution.

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We Have Built Into The Constitution Of The Human Race The Habit And Desire Of Taking, As Divorced From Its Natural Precursor And Concomitant Of Making.

Until Mothers Earn Their Livings, Women Will Not

Said I, In Scorn All Burning Hot,in Rage And Anger High,"you Ignominious Idiot,those Wings Are Made To Fly!

The Softest, Freest, Most Pliable And Changeful Living Substance Is The Brain-the Hardest And Most Iron-bound As Well.

This Is The Woman's Century, The First Chance For The Mother Of The World To Rise To Her Full Place . . . And The World Waits While She Powders Her Nose.

Patriotism, Red Hot, Is Compatible With The Existence Of A Neglect Of National Interests, A Dishonesty, A Cold Indifference To The Suffering Of Millions. Patriotism Is Largely Pride, And Very Largely Combativeness. Patriotism Generally Has A Chip On Its Shoulder.

Specialization And Organization Are The Basis Of Human Progress.

We Are Pushed Forward By The Social Forces, Reluctant And Stumbling, Our Faces Over Our Shoulders, Clutching At Every Relic Of The Past As We Are Forced Along; Still Adoring Whatever Is Behind Us. We Insist Upon Worshipping 'the God Of Our Fathers.' Why Not The God Of Our Children? Does Eternity Only Stretch One Way?

I Cry At Nothing, And Cry Most Of The Time.

We Grovel And "worship" And Pray To God To Do What We Ourselves Ought To Have Done A Thousand Years Ago, And Can Do Now, As Soon As We Choose.

It Cannot Be Too Strongly Asserted That The Insistence On Blind, Unreasoning Faith Is Due Mainly To The Maintenance Of A Subject-matter Upon Which There Was No Knowledge, Namely The 'other World'; And That This Basis Was Assumed Because Of Early Man's Preoccupation With Death. It Is, Unfortunately, Quite Possible To Believe A Thing Which Is Contradicted By Facts, Especially If The Facts Are Not Generally Known; But If The Whole Position On Which We Rested Our Religions Had Been Visibly Opposed By What We Did Know, Even The Unthinking Masses Would, In Time, Have Noticed It.

A Man Does Not Have To Stay At Home All Day, In Order To Love It; Why Should A Woman?

The Fact That Women In The Home Have Shut Themselves Away From The Thought And Life Of The World Has Done Much To Retard Progress.we Fill The World With The Children Of 20th Century A.d. Fathers And 20th Century B.c. Mothers.

But I Must Say What I Feel And Think In Some Way — It Is Such A Relief! But The Effort Is Getting To Be Greater Than The Relief.

If We Once Admit That Our Life Is Here For The Purpose Of Race-improvement, Then We Question Any Religion Which Does Not Improve The Race, Or The Main Force Of Which Evaporates, As It Were, Directing Our Best Efforts Toward The Sky.... Improvement In The Human Race Is Not Accomplished By Extracting Any Number Of Souls And Placing Them In Heaven, Or Elsewhere. It Must Be Established On Earth, Either Through Achievement In Social Service, Or Through Better Children.

The Home Is The Centre And Circumference, The Start And The Finish, Of Most Of Our Lives.

At Any Given Period In History The Ideas Of The Common Mind Are Found To Antedate The Facts. The Facts Of The Twentieth Century Are Approached With The Ideas, Feelings, Prejudices Of The Tenth.

What We Do Modifies Us More Than What Is Done To Us.

As To Ethics, Unfortunately, We Are Still At Sea. We Never Did Have Any Popular Base For What Little Ethics We Knew, Except The Religious Theories, And Now That Our Faith Is Shaken In Those Theories We Cannot Account For Ethics At All. It Is No Wonder We Behave Badly, We Are Literally Ignorant Of The Laws Of Ethics, Which Is The Simplest Of Sciences, The Most Necessary, The Most Continuously Needed. The Childish Misconduct Of Our 'revolted Youth' Is Quite Equaled By That Of Older People, And Neither Young Nor Old Seem To Have Any Understanding Of The Reasons Why Conduct Is 'good' Or 'bad.

And Woman Should Stand Beside Man As The Comrade Of His Soul, Not The Servant Of His Body.

The People People Have For Friends Your Common Sense Appall But The People People Marry Are The Queerest Folk Of All.

In Business Life, That Is, In Its Material Processes, We Eagerly Accept The New. In Social Life, In All Our Social Processes, We Piously, Valiantly, Obdurately, Maintain The Old.

The Children In This Country Are The One Center And Focus Of All Our Thoughts. Every Step Of Our Advance Is Always Considered In Its Effect On Them-on The Race. You See, We Are Mothers, She Repeated, As If In That She Had Said It All.

Exciting Literature After Supper Is Not The Best Digestive.

Fine Blunderers In Ethics We Are, So Generally Conveying To Children The Basic Impression That Pleasantness Must Be Wrong, And Right Doing Unpleasant!

As For Mother Eve - I Wasn't There And Can't Deny The Story, But I Will Say This. If She Brought Evil Into The World, We Men Have Had The Lion's Share Of Keeping It Going Ever Since.

There Was A Time When Patience Ceased To Be A Virtue. It Was Long Ago.

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