A czytałaś może "Manipulated Man" Ester Vilar?? (tak, teraz wiadomo skąd
nick, ale swojego czasu byłam zauroczona tym, jak pisze).
Zdaje sie, ze kiedys wyszlo po polsku. Trzebaby pogrzebac.

W ogóle to bardzo ją wam plecam. Dobiera się do ciekawych tematów, jest
niesamowicie inteligentna i spostrzegawcza i ma zwarty, dowcipny styl.
Czegóż chciec wiecej?
Ostatnio wyszly: Amerykańska papieżyca i Matematyka Niny Gluckstein"

Krótki fragment:
"The Slave's Happiness.
The lemon-coloured MG skids across the road and the woman driver brings it
to a somewhat uncertain halt. She gets out and finds her front tyre flat.
Without wasting a moment she prepares for the repair: she looks towards the
passing cars as if expecting somone. Recognising this standard international
sign of woman in distress ('weak female let down by male technology'), an
estate car draws up. The driver sees what is wrong at a glance and says
comfortingly: 'Don't worry. We'll fix that in a jiffy.' To prove his
determination, he asks for her jack. He does not ask if she is capable of
changing the wheel herself because he knows - she is about thirty, smartly
dressed and made-up - that she is not. Since she cannot find her jack, he
fetches his own, together with his remaining tools. Five minutes later the
job is done and the punctured wheel stowed away in its appropriate place.
His hands are covered in oil. She offers him an embroidered handkerchief
which he politely refuses; he has a rag for such occasions in his tool box.
The woman thanks him profusely, apologising for her 'typically feminine'
awkwardness. She might have been there till dusk, she says, had he not
stopped. He makes no reply but, as she gets back into the car, gallantly
shuts the door for her. Through the wound-down window he advises her to get
a new tyre at once and she promises to get her garage man to see to it that
very evening. Then she drives off.

As the man collects his tools and goes back to his own car, he wishes he
could wash his hands. His shoes - he has been standing in the mud while
changing the wheel - are no longer as clean as they should be (he is a sales
representative). What is more, he will have to hurry to reach his next
customer in time. As he starts the engine he thinks, 'Women! Each is as
stupid as the other,' and seriously wonders what she would have done if he
had not been there to help. He puts his foot on the accelerator and drives
off - faster than usual. There is the delay to make up. After a while he
starts to hum quietly to himself. In a way he is feeling happy.

Almost any man would have behaved in the same manner - and so would most
women. Without thinking, simply because man is man and women are so
different from them, a woman will make use of a man whenever there is an
opportunity. What else could the woman have done when her car broke down?
She has been taught to get a man to help. Thanks to his knowledge, he was
able to change the wheel quickly - and at no cost to herself. True, he
ruined his clothes, put his business in jeopardy and endangered his own life
by driving too fast afterwards. Had he found something else wrong with her
car, however, he would have mended that too. That is what his knowledge of
cars is for. Why should a woman learn to mend punctures when the opposite
sex (half the world's population) are able and willing to do it for them?

Women let men work for them, think for them and take on their
responsibilities - in fact, they exploit them. Yes, since men are strong,
intelligent and imaginative, while women are weak, unimaginative and stupid
why isn't it men who exploit women?

Could it be that strength, intelligence and imagination are not
prerequisites for power but merely qualifications for slavery? Could it be
that the world is not being ruled by experts but by things who are not fit
for anything else - by women? And if this so, how do women manage it that
their victims do not feel themselves cheated and humiliated, but rather
believe themselves to be what they are least of all - masters of the
universe? How do they, women, manage to instil into men this sense of pride
and of superiority which inspires them to ever greater achievements?"

I tak zostałam mizoginką. Pozdrawiam :-). M.

A, tu jeszcze jeden link:
http://kobieta.gazeta.pl/wysokie-obcasy/1,53662,1947
225.html