It is coincidence, I decide, and I am getting old and batty, thinking the universe revolves around me.

A true freak cannot be made. A true freak must be born.

Asked why they wanted to fight, the young women said they enjoyed it, just as some men and boys do.

But the idea that women can't take care of themselves still permeates our culture.

The more potent, unasked question is how society at large reacts to eager, voluntary violence by females, and to the growing evidence that women can be just as aggressive as men.

Were also far enough from the publishing power that we have no access to the politics of publishing, although there are interpersonal politics, of course.

My worst is all out in the open. It makes it necessary for people to tell you about themselves.