I am designing the sail and mast today. While I am at it I will think about a reply to Congressman Morgan. He is a soul with limited compassion for the weak. One who believes that we do not have enough of everything to share with the world.
My mast and mast seat looks like a vagina waiting for a penis to slide into it. All this so the wind can push my trimaran. It reminds me of Charles Stross, who said through one of his story characters, "Power come from a big swinging dick."
The pilgrim, puritan women in America were adamant about the keeping, teaching, and enforcing of the Ten Commandments. These Ten Commandments were the only hope they had of living past middle age. In a country where all power did come from a dick between legs, women had no power. They were chattel, soon used up and thrown away. America was a land with its own Taliban in charge.
The command against adultery sounded good on paper, but any man could trump that commandment with a letter of divorcement for any reason. The usual was a simple, "she doesn't please me anymore."
An older woman's only hope lay in "honor your mother." Perhaps a dutiful child would see to her post good looks survival. So women perpetuated the patriarchal society as their only hope of self preservation. Women owned nothing, controlled nothing, not even animals. They had control of children, but only for a few years. Once that short teaching period passed all opportunity was lost.
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