Activist

A sexual revolution begins with the emancipation of women, who are the chief victims of patriarchy, and also with the ending of homosexual oppression.

As women, we're probably more protective of children. Also, we've been minors all of our history.

Many women do not recognize themselves as discriminated against; no better proof could be found of the totality of their conditioning.

I'm slammed with an identity that can no longer say a word; mute with responsibility.

I saw hell. The hospital had divided and conquered pretty successfully.

Mother had committed me for life. This is where I felt betrayed the most.

It would appear that love is dead. Or very likely in a bad way.

What is our freedom fight about? Is it about the liberation of children or just having sex with them?