Old, in America, is not a good thing to be.

For many people, feminism is one of those words of which, as St. Augustine said about time, they know the meaning as long as no one is asking.

If you run into trouble doing what's expected, people sympathize with you, while if you try something else and flop everyone says, You see?

Every gain women have made in the past two hundred years has been in the face of experts insisting they couldn't do it and didn't really want to.

Thanks to feminism, women can now acquire status in two ways: through marriage or their own achievements. Cure cancer or marry the man who does, either way society will applaud. Unless he marries into the British royal family, it doesn't work that way for men. Wives shed no glory on their husbands. Having tea with Nancy Reagan is an honor; having tea with Denis Thatcher is a joke.

When your claim to be victims of secularism rests on Wal-Mart greeters wishing shoppers Happy Holidays, you are clearly a bunch of great big babies.

If a woman says, I am getting these breast implants to gain self confidence, then I have to ask, What kind of a society do we live in where a woman's self-confidence depends on having a dangerous, expensive and painful operation on a perfectly healthy body?