Most of the time I go around thinking that feminism is a done deal in the free world and our attention should be directed solely to helping our oppressed sisters who live in areas controlled by extreme adherents of the Muslim faith. Then I spot something that is so ridiculously, hilariously neanderthal that I'm forced to admit we're not quite there yet.
That's what happened to me yesterday in Budapest:
`Well, I Might As Well Get My Pension' - Poets no longer write much about money. In the sixteenth century, Barnabe Googe could sing, “Give money me, take friendship whoso list,” and readers nodde...
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