Men Have Constructed Female Sexuality And In

The Man Takes A Body That Is Not His, Claims It, Sows His So-called Seed, Reaps A Harvest - He Colonizes A Female Body, Robs It Of Its Natural Resources, Controls It.

Heterosexual Intercourse Is The Pure, Formalized Expression Of Contempt For Women's Bodies.

I Love, Cherish, And Respect Women In My Mind, In My Heart, And In My Soul. This Love Of Women Is The Soil In Which My Life Is Rooted. It Is The Soil Of Our Common Life Together. My Life Grows Out Of This Soil. In Any Other Soil, I Would Die. In Whatever Ways I Am Strong, I Am Strong Because Of The Power And Passion Of This Nurturant Love.

[i]n The Male Sexual Lexicon, Which Is The Vocabulary Of Power, Erotica Is Simply High-class Pornography: Better Produced, Better Conceived, Better Executed, Better Packaged, Designed For A Better Class Of Consumer. As With The Call Girl And The Streetwalker, One Is Turned Out Better But Both Are Produced By The Same System Of Sexual Values And Both Perform The Same Sexual Service.

Feminist Art Is Not Some Tiny Creek Running Off The Great River Of Real Art. It Is Not Some Crack In An Otherwise Flawless Stone. It Is, Quite Spectacularly I Think, Art Which Is Not Based On The Subjugation Of One Half Of The Species. It Is Art Which Will Take The Great Human Themes -love, Death, Heroism, Suffering, History Itself -and Render Them Fully Human. It May Also, Though Perhaps Our Imaginations Are So Mutilated Now That We Are Incapable Even Of The Ambition, Introduce A New Theme, One As Great And As Rich As Those Others -should We Call It Joy?