Being Cassandra Is A Principled Choice When

Your Life Is The One Place You Have To Spend Yourself Fully--wild, Generous, Drastic--in An Unrationed Profligacy Of Self ... And In That Split Second When You Understand That You Finally Are About To Die-to Uncreate The World No Time To Do It Over No More Chances--that Instant When You Realize Your Conscious Existence Is Truly Flaring Nova, Won't You Want To Have Used Up All-all-the Splendor That You Are?

The Women's Movement Is A Non-hierarchical One. It Does Things Collectively And Experimentally.

Although Every Organized Religion Works Overtime To Contribute Its Own Brand Of Misogyny To The Myth Of Woman-hate, Woman-fear, And Woman-evil, The Roman Catholic Church Also Carries The Immense Power Of Very Directly Affecting Women's Lives Everywhere By Its Stand Against Birth Control And Abortion, And By Its Use Of Skillful And Wealthy Lobbies To Prevent Legislative Change. It Is An Obscenity-an All-male Hierarchy, Celibate Or Not, That Presumes To Rule On The Lives And Bodies Of Millions Of Women.

I Do Believe Deeply That All Human Beings, Male And Female, Are Sexual Beings, Most Likely Bisexual Beings Channeled This Way And That By Cultures Terrified Of Boundary Crossings Without Passports Stamped Gay Or Straight.

When Table Utensils Were Invented In The 1100s, The Catholic Church Condemned Them As Obscene And Heretical, Claiming, 'god Gave Us Fingers With Which To Eat.' And We're Supposed To Get Politically Discouraged? Oh Please. We're Being Opposed By People Who Denounced The Fork.