(Denny Crane: "Sometimes you can only look for answers from God and failing that... and Fox News".)
And yet, some men DO treat women badly, and some women LET it happen.
She was married, but as I understand it, it was a very unconventional marriage. I think I also read that she used to be a prostitute, but I'm not sure about that.
I pity anyone who has views such as hers. And she was hailed as this great feminist.
Can I be the only one who noticed Rush calling other people fat?
I was listening(as per...).El Rushbo REALLY got it right!!I was just listening to"Savage".He predicted that he would ECLIPSE our beloved El Rushbo.Dream on,Mr. Savage!!!!
Historically speaking, most cultures have traces of marriage as based in capture, and presumably rape of the abductee.
One arguable origin of the wedding ring is as a miniturized version of the shackles used on the woman being abducted.
The historical background is there. To bring these historical facts into today's world and try to use them to somehow invalidate the institution that provides the most protection for women and children is utterly repugnant.
I can't find my favorite image of MIZZ. Dworkin in overhalls but this [ http://www.fathersforlife.org/per/images/dwork.jpg ] might give the reader some idea of the size - think refrigerator. The world will be a lot poorer without her insights. On the other hand, poor people will probably have more to eat.
I feel sorry for the man she kidnapped and raped.
Andre:
I read the same obituary that Rush did. I also about fell out of my chair when it said she left a husband.
We can only hope.
I think he meant to say the "late, great, overweight with hate Andrea Dworkin."
Always amazes me that so many of these totally whacked out feminists actualy have husbands and I wonder what sort of self-loathing it takes to marry a feminist and how it must be proof as to who are the actual slave-owners in the relationship.
It takes a long time for that much mass to cool down.
Late to the party here, but good riddance to the vile Mrs. Dworkin. The air is cleaner, the sun shines brighter and the birds are singing more merrily now that she is gone.
To those of us who loved her, Andrea was both enigmatic and complex. Yet despite her divine brilliance, she led a simple, unpretentious life, devoting herself to an ordinary daily routine. Just like everyone else, she'd get up early, brush the tangles out of her long, flowing armpit hair, dress like an insane street person, and then spend the day desperately trying to survive in a male-dominated world where the subjugation of womyn has become the accepted norm.
As she'd step out of her Washington, DC flat each morning, she'd often pass some devoted grrl fans camped out on the front steps. Some would follow her as she walked along, a small entourage of shaved heads, combat boots, and permanent sneers trailing behind her like militant lesbian ducklings.
Andrea preferred to travel by foot, for buses were built by men, maintained by men, and driven by men. Mass transportation was nothing more than another means for men to assert their dominance over womyn. Sometimes, when she was feeling especially frisky, she enjoyed stepping onto a bus, then stepping off again, then getting back on and off repeatedly until the driver complained. "HOW DOES IT FEEL TO BE PENETRATED?" she'd scream at him. "HOW DOES IT FEEL TO BE THE RAPED INSTEAD OF THE RAPIST?"
The bus would quietly roll away and Andrea would walk on, satisfied.
Source: http://blamebush.typepad.com, April 13, 2005