Male supremacy is fused into the language, so that every sentence both heralds and affirms it.

Male supremacy is fused into the language, so that every sentence both heralds and affirms it.

One can know everything and still be unable to accept the fact that sex and murder are fused in the male consciousness, so that the one without the imminent possibly of the other is unthinkable and impossible.

Under patriarchy, every woman's son is her potential betrayer and also the inevitable rapist or exploiter of another woman.

For a mother the project of raising a boy is the most fulfilling project she can hope for.

Heterosexual intercourse is the pure, formalized expression of contempt for women's bodies.

Any man will follow any feminine looking thing down any dark alley; I've always wanted to see a man beaten to a shit bloody pulp with a high-heeled shoe stuffed up his mouth, sort of the pig with the apple; it would be good to put him on a serving plate but you'd need good silver.