Women are afraid in a world in which almost half the population bears the guise of the predator, in which no factor - age, dress, or color - distinguishes a man who will harm a woman from one who will not.
Interpretation
The quote highlights the fear women experience due to the pervasive threat of male violence, regardless of external factors.
Marilyn French's quote speaks to the deep-seated fear that women live with in a society where a significant portion of men may pose a threat to their safety. This fear is exacerbated by the inability to distinguish between benign and harmful individuals based on superficial characteristics such as age or appearance, which contributes to a pervasive sense of vulnerability among women.
In practice
In a discussion about gender violence, this quote can emphasize women's experiences.
S and M is only the expression in the bedroom of an oppressive-submissive relation which can happen also in the kitchen or at the factory, can happen between people of any gender. There is obviously something titillating about these relationships, but it isn't the sexual components that makes them ugly, they're uglier elsewhere. Nothing sexual is depraved. Only cruelty is depraved, and that's another matter.
Later, she would remember these years, and realize with astonishment that she had, by fifteen, decided on most of the assumptions she would carry for the rest of her life: that people were essentially not evil, that perfection was death, that life was better than order and a little chaos good for the soul. Most important, this life was all. Unfortunately, she forgot these things, and had to remember them the hard way.
To nourish children and raise them against odds is in any time, any place, more valuable than to fix bolts in cars or design nuclear weapons.
In a great gasp, puts her head in her hands again and cries as if her throat were a cave, as if the howling winds came from her belly, she cries like a storm that will never end.
When they kept you out it was because you were black; when they let you in, it is because you are black. That's progress?
'I hate discussions of feminism that end up with who does the dishes,' she said. So do I. But at the end, there are always the damned dishes.
We often hear that people mean well: that so many just don't how to interact with people with disabilities. They're unsure of the 'right' reaction, so they default to condescension that makes them feel better in the face of their discomfort.
I don't want to be married to someone who feels inferior to my success or because I make more money than he does.
He moved on, in the centre of a widening circle. He wasn't an enemy, he was a nemesis.
It was sad, the imbalance of it all. Why do kids assume so much from one parent and hold the other to a lower, looser standard?
As she brought prospective buyers through, the realtor said it was an oil stain, but it was me, seeping out of the bag.
Maybe he's been in Africa so long he has forgotten that we Christians have our own system of marriage, and it is called Monotony.
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