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Monday April 29th 2013    Tim Candler


     Shulasmith Firestone, a very bright light in our world, came to her last day on earth recently.  Her book, The Dialectic of Sex, The Case For Feminist Revolution, argues for the elimination of male hegemony by doing away with the cultural distinction between boys and girls, and in discussing how that might be reasonably achieved she thoroughly pissed off the boys, pretty much all religious groups, as well as a majority of the girls. She died alone, her body wasn't found for a while.  And there is a suggestion that she had been suffering from a mental malaise that made her difficult to be around.  Toward the end of her book she decided that 'love' should be a principle around which the human condition might be arranged.  Nor is she the first to think that way, so probably worth wondering what she and others think 'love' might actually be, or mean, with respect to an organizing principle for our species.

     My understanding of the word 'love' and the various meanings associated with it has always been a hazy one.  Others look at the word and can see 'love' as something that might exist in and of itself, like a cloud, or a Vegetable Garden, or God.  And there are associations between 'love' and those sort of interactions between people that may or may not result in little people.  And sometimes too 'love' is thought of as a hopeless emotional condition that only time will cure.  But when I think about Shulasmith Firestone's book,  I think probably I should try to understand what she means in her use of the word 'love,'  by answering my confusion with a question that goes something like this: "I wish for an ideal state between you and I, and toward that difficult end I am prepared to compromise, are you?"


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