"I think I am a Man; I think you had better call me a Man. I think you will write about me as a Man from now on and speak of me as a Man and employ me as a Man and recognize child-rearing as a Man's business you will think of me as a Man and treat me as a Man until it enters your muddled, terrified, nine-tenths-fake loveless papier- mache-bull-moose-head that I am a Man (And you are a woman) That's the whole secret. Stop hugging Moses′ tablets to your chest, nitwit; you′ll cave in. Give me your Linus blanket, child. Listen to the female man."
--'The Female Man' by Joanna Russ---