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Who Cooked the Last Supper? The Women's History of the World

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Rosalind Miles
Rosalind Miles

Rosalind Miles is a British author born on January 6, 1943. She is known for her historical novels and biographies, particularly for her stories about medieval women. more

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“The cultivation world did not care about wedding attendants, and would not have the female cultivator wear a veil. Supposedly, a thousand years ago, a male cultivator from the mortal world wanted the female cultivator he was marrying to wear a veil. The female cultivator then beat him up. After the beating, the female cultivator said, what bad habit was this? Other men could not look at a woman’s face at the wedding banquet but a man’s face could be seen by other women? Their path union ceremony was cancelled because of this. The male cultivator’s tragic and true experience helped speed up the equality between genders in the cultivation world. At least, not many male cultivators dared to have female cultivators do things that they themselves were not willing to do.”

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“If feminism was reduced to one word, it would be this: No. "No" is a boundary, spoken only by a self who claims one. Objects have neither; subjects begin at "No". Feminists said "No" and we meant it.”

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“As this shows, under the topsy-tervy conditions of revolution, women found themselves once again serving as soldiers in the front line. The last known female regular soldier had been abolished in Ireland in the seventh century A.D., but the tradition, stretching all the way back to the old matriarchies, had never entirely disappeared.”

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Book:Who Cooked the Last Supper? The Women's History of the World
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“Max." Fang let go of my hand. "Right now, it's really all about—us." He swooped down to the right in a big semicircle, ending facing me. Slowly we climbed upward, until we were almost vertical, flying straight up to the sun. While carefully synchronizing our wings—they almost touched—Fang leaned in, gently put one hand behind my neck, and kissed me. It was just about as close to heaven as I'll ever get, I guess. I closed my eyes, lost in the feeling of flying and kissing and being with the one person in the world I completely, utterly trusted. When we finally broke apart, we looked down at the others, who were way far below us now. Angel was shading her eyes, looking up at us with a big smile. She was sitting on a dolphin's back, and I hoped soon someone would explain to the dolphin that he shouldn't let Angel take advantage of his good nature. Still looking up at us, Angel gave us a big thumbs-up. "She approves," Fang said with a hint of amusement. "Jeez," I wondered aloud. "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”

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Book:Max
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“Η Θαλασσινή μιλάει για ζητήματα φύλου, η Θαλασσινή ενδιαφέρεται για την κοινωνική κατασκευή του φύλου, η Θαλασσινή υπερασπίζεται την ελευθερία έκφρασης σεξουαλικότητας και αυτοπροσδιορισμού, η Θαλασσινή τρέχει σε πορείες, η Θαλασσινή χαρακτηρίζει τις παρέες της Γαλάτειας «ομοφοβικές», τον κολλητό της από τη σχολή, το Δομήνικο, «μισογύνη», η Θαλασσινή ουρλιάζει στη μητέρα τους πως δεν έχει ιδέα και διδάσκει σε παιδιά δημοτικού μαλακίες, η Θαλασσινή πληκτρολογεί μανιασμένα, θυμωμένη, η Θαλασσινή θέλει να βάλει φωτιά στα γραφεία της Χρυσής Αυγής της γειτονιάς τους, η Θαλασσινή φτιάχνει κάτι στο μπάνιο όταν λείπουν οι γονείς, μυρίζει έντονα, προκαλεί βήχα, τι είδους αλχημείες είναι αυτές, αραδιάζει τα υλικά της, έχει αγοράσει κάτι από το φαρμακείο, ανακατεύει, σουρώνει, περιμένει, η Γαλάτεια στάθηκε στην πόρτα και την κοίταξε προβληματισμένη, «Τι είναι αυτό;», «Σπρέι πιπεριού», «Πας καλά; Αυτό είναι παράνομο!», «Ενώ το να σε βιάζουν ή να σε σπάνε στο ξύλο μέρα μεσημέρι, την ώρα που γυρνάς στο σπίτι σου, είναι απολύτως νόμιμο», «Υπερβάλλεις», «Καθόλου», «Κανένας δεν σε βιάζει μέρα-μεσημέρι, Θαλ, είσαι σοβαρή;», «Ασφαλώς. Όπως είναι ευρέως γνωστό, όλοι οι βιασμοί λαμβάνουν χώρα απαραιτήτως βράδυ, σε σκοτεινά σοκάκια, από ψυχανώμαλους. Έτσι δεν είναι;», «Μη με ειρωνεύεσαι», «Δεν είναι έτσι. Αυτό μας έμαθαν αλλά δεν είναι έτσι», «Και πώς είναι;», η Θαλασσινή ψέκασε με το σπρέι πιπεριού στον καθρέφτη του μπάνιου, έγινε κόκκινος, «Έτσι είναι», απάντησε [...]”

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Book:Μια κάποια Γαλάτεια
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“Modern Hymn for Aphrodite O' tongue- sharp blade. O' bleeding heart. She of many names given and taken. Lady of the Unknown. Lady of the Daybreak. You bare- knuckled mother. Righteous anger and holy grief. You necessary rage. Born not of the cruel sea but of your own hand. Self-made splendor. Spark of creation. The universe hums in your wake. You leave nothing undisturbed.”

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Book:Aphrodite Made Me Do It
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