Silence Of The Lamb

The matter was small, yet I was annoyed by it. Even a little despairing.  After fifty years of fighting for womens equality, what did I have to show for it? Or others of my sex who had faced jail time and forced feedings to champion womens rights? That afternoon, as I visited my mother in her retirement home, I came face to face with the depressing truth:  patriarchy was not only alive and well but buried deep within the female psyche.  As I say, the matter was small.  I wanted to arrange a...