Sadness Is The Matrix From

The Housewife Is An Unpaid Worker In Her Husband's House In Return For The Security Of Being A Permanent Employee: Hers Is The Reductio Ad Absurdum Of The Employee Who Accepts A Lower Wage In Return For Permanence Of His Employment. But The Lowest Paid Employees Can Be And Are Laid Off, And So Are Wives. They Have No Savings, No Skills Which They Can Bargain With Elsewhere, And They Must Bear The Stigma Of Having Been Sacked.

We Live In A True Chaos Of Contradicting Authorities, An Age Of Conformism Without Community, Of Proximity Without Communication.

Continuing Sexual Interest And Perfect Sexual Adjustment Between Partners Who Have Been Together For Thirty Years Is So Difficult And Rare That No One Should Feel Guilty Or Inadequate For Not Having Managed It.

Freedom Is Fragile And Must Be Protected. To Sacrifice It, Even As A Temporary Measure, Is To Betray It.

Many A Housewife Staring At The Back Of Her Husband's Newspaper, Or Listening To His Breathing In Bed Is Lonelier Than Any Spinster In A Rented Room.