I've read only one chapter in the book-that-shan't-be-named since I last posted, but something truly awful has happened. I need support in this, my darkest hour.
It started out like any other reading session spent with this particular book. Eye rolling, exasperated sighing, dry heaving.
But THEN, Michael, he who is noble and Scottish and undead, says to Cin, she who can't figure out whether she is a dimwitted hussy or a dimwitted virgin:
"Woman, do as you're told!"Now, normally, I would be outraged at this man-person who has the gall to be so brazenly sexist. Never mind how high his cheekbones are!
But, today, when I read those words, I initiated a one-person slow clap. All I could think was, "YES. Finally. Make her go away and conjure a sandwich or something."
This book has brainwashed the feminist out of me. I may never be able to get it back.
Quick, someone recite Friedan and reverse the spell!