As to the deceit perpetrated upon women, let it pass, for, when love is in the way, men and women as a general rule dupe each other.
I loved the Little Lulu stories, where she would fantasize that her bedroom rug would turn into a pool of water, and she could dive down into the center of the world.
You can't just sit around and make protest albums all your life; eventually it comes to the point where you have to do something.

