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University of British Columbia A Hearty Welcome To
Joyce Brisbois
Jessica Peyton
James Joyce
Jeff Barker
Earl Carrel 1
Judy Gardiner
Ray Galbraith
Lizanne Reveley
Joo Sim
Laura Kueng
Congratulations To
Richard Martin
Richard Moore
Sylvia Harries
. 1 1
II 1
1 1
Curric. Lab.
Woodwa rd
Reading Rooms
L.A. 1
to Asst. Ml.
L.A. 1
to L.A. II
Clerk 1
to L.A. I 1
We Bid A Fond Farewell To
Gwen Telling
Tom House
Gladys Hart
Rosemary Ormerod
Linda Sheffield
Ann Gardner
Dierdre Phi 11ips
Glorie Manley
Edita Bugar
Dorothy Friesen
Carol Gee
Marsha Kettleman
Rosemary Cragg
Christine Adams
Marlene Thiessen
Joyce Lannon
Jill Dewhu rst
Woodwa rd
I .L.L.
Acqu is i tions
Acqui s i t ions
Reading Rooms
Gov. Pubs.
Acqu i si tions
At last the sun is shining and
our very first thoughts turn
to the Spring Break-Up Party.
Buy your tickets now for an
evening of celebration.  Cecil
Green Park May 19th, Wednesday
8 - 11.30 p.m.  $1.00 admits
you to an evening of wining and
dancing.  Beer and cheese.
Drinks will be 25 cents a glass
for wine - 30 cents a can for
beer.  Tickets for drinks
available beforehand from the
front office or at the door.
Come one and all lets have a
Talking of summer and travel
Gwen Gregor of the Map Div.
has already been lapping up the
sunshine on the romantic islands
of Barbado, Antigrua and St.
Pat LaVac and Molly Buckingham
sampled a week of sun and other
entertainments at Reno. Molly
says she finished ahead.  Pat
says it was worth it any way.
Circulation was most intrigued
a while back to discover a
leather postcard in their mail
addressed to one of the carrels
all the way from Spain.  Obviously the address is bonafide
as the card and other mail has
always found an owner.
Felicitations to the former
Shirley Flack of the Woodward
Library who became Mrs. Mike
Halliday on the 27th March.
Flash! Shirley
came back from
Hawaii to
admit her new
husband to the
emergency ward.
Hope everything is OK now.
happiness to the
former Ann
Gardner of
Serials who i s
now Mrs. Frank
Davis.  No wonder you weren't
interested in coming to Reno Ann.
Two new arrivals this month.  Don
Dennis' wife presented him with a
baby girl born Easter Sunday -
Karen Joanne - Father spends his
days in the Systems Division.
SERIALS Division was happy to let
us know that Kay Tomiye has had a
baby girl - Carolyn Maya born
March 12th.
Iza Fiszhaut of Social Sciences
returned after a whirl wind honeymoon weekend in Geneva.  New name
is Mrs. Jean La Ponce.  Much
happiness to you both.
Many thanks to all the people who
have co-operated so well to sell
the "Sack o' Silver" raffle tickets.
Many people have asked about proceeds.  Actually it was not intended
that there would be any profits.
The sale of tickets was strictly to
cover the prize money and celebrate the Centennial.  As it is now
there will be a slight profit
which will go into the Biblos
funds against future prizes, etc.
Approximately $10.00 will be
realised on the sale of a few
extra books of tickets to departments that did not have enough to
start with.
WOODWARD Lib. tells us that Kay
Kim is happy to welcome back a
husband who has returned to
S.F.U. after months of sabbatical
study in Europe.
Bill Parker and Tony Jeffreys of
that department spent 2 days in
the U.S. visiting Richard Abel in
Portland.  Bill also attended a
demonstration of AIMTWX at the
Seattle Centre of the Pacific
Northwest Regional Health Sciences
Library (PNRHSL)  AIMTWX -
Telephone access to a computer file
of abridged index medicus (aim).
Last minute flash!  Congrats
to Claire Gagne of Reading
Rooms and Serials who on
April 23rd became Mrs. Brian
Librarians' meeting - Tri-
University.  On April 22 & 23rd,
the Administrators from the three
Universities - S.F.U., U.B.C. &
U. of Vic. (Libraries) met in
Parksville on the Island to discuss all library operations,
including storage, shared cataloguing, personnel, etc.
And that is al1 for this month.
See you at the BREAK-UP PARTY.
Let's make it a good one.  Bring
your friends, wives and	
Everyone is welcome.  Tickets
available from the Front Office,
Carol in the Staff Room and
Janice York in the Cataloguing
Division.  Sorry it had to be in
the middle of the week but that
was the only booking available.
"Aristophanes and his damned Women's Lib ideas!" WELCOME TO HEIDELBERG, - MY FOOTJ
'Welcome to Heidelberg' says an ad for a new kind of beer in the paper,
reminding me of the mu1ti-1ingual sign with the same message outside
the new railroad station in Heidelberg, Germany, and I can't help
grumbling, - Welcome to Heidelberg, - my foot!
It was during June of last summer, Judy and I were on our big Europe
vacation.  The earlier part of our trip had been on business.  We had
been in London, Paris and Hamburg, studying braille libraries and
getting to know the publishers, printers and book binders of braille
books.  The idea was to learn as much as possible to improve our services here at the Crane Library.  And what better place to learn than at
the Institut Louis Braille in Paris and the Royal National Institute
and the National Braille Library in London.  But now business was over,
and we, armed with a Eurail pass, were ready to tackle Europe.
We had a week in Germany, the country of my growing-up years, and one
of the places we just HAD to see was Heidelberg, - quaint, romantic
Heidelberg where, as I kept telling Judy, you can walk the narrow
cobbled streets, hear the friendly 'Schwabenland' dialect and feel like
the Student Prince himself.  I had been there several times with my
father when I was younger, and I remembered it so vividly.  The market,
the beamed and high-gabled houses, the friendly inns and wine cellars
with their gilded and wraught-iron emblems over the doors and high
above the ruins of the old castle in midst of its stately park.  Here
we were, riding in the super-smooth security of the trans Europe express.  'The Roland', wizzing at a whisper-quiet 75 m.p.h. through the
foot-hills of the Neckar Valley, and my heart beat faster as we came
closer to Heidelberg, where I would surely find the Germany I had left
17 years ago.
Our hotel, the Europaeische Hof, was ideal.  It was right on the border
of the old and the new town, surrounded by the university, sitting in
its own little park, surrounded by an old iron fence and a huge box
hedge (we were going to be thankful for that fence and hedge later).
Heidelberg would not let me down, it looked just as I remembered it; at
least here, the americanization and the nouveau-riche affluence which
has marred the rest of Germany, would not be quite so evident.  Looking
around the hotel, we decided that we could just afford to stay there,
but we would eat somewhere else.  Perhaps we could find some student
hang-out with good, plentiful but inexpensive food, some 'Flaedlesupp'
(rich chicken stock with noodles made from crepe dough), some 'sauerbra-
ten' or even 'Zwiebelkuchen' (lit: onion cake, the Black Forest version
of the qu iche). We had our plans all made.  First to some student cafe for 'Mittagessen',
then into the university to see the old libraries and lecture halls,
after that to some 'Weinstueblein' for an afternoon glass" of hardy black
forest wine, then up to the castle in time for the illuminations.  We
found our little restaurant a few blocks down the street from the hotel
and the lunch was great.  After a leisurely meal we began to amble back
to the hotel, when we noticed some curious changes in the street.
Merchants were closing their stores and pulling shutters over the windows, a few people were gathered in entrances, - somehow, the mood of
the street had changed.  Down the road, the stal1-keepers in the market
were hurriedly packing up their produce and wares and pulling the canvas fronts over their booths.  Somewhere in the distance one could hear
the almost melodious sound of European police sirens (how unalarming
they sound compared to the wolf-like wail of our own).  'Ah, a parade,'
I thought to myself, 'we're in luck'.  Suddenly we heard behind us the
sound of hundreds of boots coming down the street in running step and
the unmistakable chant 'Ho, Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh' accompanied by rocks
and bottles flying all around us.  Curiosity gave way to sheer fright
and we began to run, - right into a sight more frightening than the
sound behind us.  Stretched across the square and down as far as one
could see was a sea of green uniforms and silver-white visored helmets.
At first I thought it was the army, I found out later, it was the riot
squad, some 3,000 men strong, backed by water cannons and sundry other
pieces of ominous equipment.  Our route to the hotel was blocked!  Our
retreat was equally blocked!  I tried to talk to one of the links in
the human chain of police, but was told to get lost, and that the area
in which our hotel was, was out of bounds.  Finally after the third
try, a younger policeman let us through, and once behind the cordon, we
ran through men and equipment like we have never run before, to the
safety of the hotel.  There we learned that a conference on underdeveloped nations was in progress, at which former U.S. Secretary MacNamara
and our Lester Pearson among others, were attending.  And the local
chapter of the S D U was showing its objections to the whole thing in
the manner which we had just witnessed outside, and that all hotel
guests were, under 'protective custody' until it was all over. So there
was nothing to do but watch through the fence, as students and police
battled each other, with seemingly untiring enthusiasm.  Later on,
having grown tired of the whole thing, I was attracted to the window
again by the sound of fire crackers.  I reached for my camera and found
an open second floor room with a balcony where I could shoot a few
pictures for the family album.  I was doing great, until a hotel employee pulled me back inside the room, explaining to this uninitiated
tourist that those 'firecrackers' were indeed bullets and I was a prime
target for a ricochet. The riot lasted all afternoon and all through the night.  There was
nothing to do but sit on the hotel terrace and drink beer.  A couple
of times, Judy (who is really a great girl, - nothing seems to
frighten her) and I sneaked out through a back alley and once actually
got a block away when all hell broke loose again.  We retreated most
unheroically.  The whole section of town seemed a battlefield.  Rumors
started that the students had got hold of large quantities of gasoline
and were going to set the streets on fire, and suddenly all available
fire rigs and men appeared on the scene.  Overhead, a police helio-
copter was hovering and the mayor of Heidelberg was driving us all into
a frenzied panic by blasting a message to stay calm and cool through
powerful speakers.  Everything seemed to come to a stand-still.  We met
a nice couple from Chicago, whose taxi had dropped them off four blocks
from the hotel, and they had had to lug their suitcases through the
water sprays and broken glass.  The only thing which made it through
unscathed, were the beer and coke trucks which supplied the tired
Next morning, after a night of fitful sleep, interrupted by that
infernal heliocopter and the shots, all was quiet.  Heidelberg was its
charming self again.  Later, looking down from the old castle, and the
Kaiserstuhl mountain, it seemed impossible that the peaceful flow of
the Neckar had been interrupted for even one day by the twentieth
century, with its brutality, its anger and its distemper.  Welcome to
Heidelberg?  Not on that day in June! r,  , TL. i
7 Paul Thiele
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Libraries, by tradition, have been predominantly staffed by women.
This situation is changing rapidly, as is the status of women themselves.  The staff of Biblos felt that here was the ideal situation
in which to take an opinion poll on the growing movement known
colloquially as "Women's Lib."  We wanted to find out how women felt
about their "liberation" and also something of the feelings of the men
who work with them.
The opinions expressed have not been edited nor changed in any way.
We hope that you will find this an interesting issue and we would like
to thank all those who took the trouble to contribute to this survey.
DR. MARIE STOPES, 1880-1958  (One of the First)
Dr. Marie Stopes, your friend and mine, was the first woman to take a
Munich degree in botany.  She was the first woman lecturer on the
science faculty of Manchester University.  In 1905, she became the
youngest Doctor of Science in England, proving herself to be not only
an exceptional woman but also an exceptional scholar.  She became the
first woman to win support from the Royal Society for an expedition
to prove a botanical theory.  Then, in 1923, the "first" that made
Marie Stopes' mark on the world: she opened the first birth control
clinic in the British Empire.  Only 6 years previously, Margaret
Sanger was jailed for 30 days for opening a clinic in Brooklyn.
The rought draft of her book "Married Love" had been completed in 19'4
but no publisher would accept it.  When it was published privately,
the London Times refused to accept advertisements for the scandalous
treatise.  By 19?-3, she had published "Wise Parenthood" and "Contraception:  its theory, history and practice."  This last book rivals
many current manuals in explicit and complete detail, although some
accepted methods of the time could hardly be recommended today.
"Wise Parenthood" (1918) claims to be the first publication advising
against douching as a contraceptive method.  Dr. Stopes' comment: "As a contraceptive measure by itself all douching is unreliable,
unwholesome and psychologically harmful"
Dr. Stopes gained the enmity of the Catholic Church and many others.
In 1923 she sued Dr. Halliday Sutherland who had accused her of exposing
the poor to experiment.  The method most often prescribed in the clinic,
the rubber check pesary, he labelled the most harmful method of contraception encountered.  In "The Trial of Marie Stopes" by Muriel Box,
published by Femina Books, 1967, you can read the medical opinion of the
time on an issue as highly charged as was abortion 5 years ago.  The all
male jury found Dr. Sutherland's accusations true but awarded Marie
Stopes damages. A delightful example of male logic! Marie took her
case to higher courts but lost her case and all costs in the end.  The
trial did boost the sales of her books though not enough to pay her
This then is the tale of a tremendous woman who helped to make women's
lib possible.  Without her, we would be too busy and too poor to do
anything about our lot in life; we'd be barefoot and pregnant in the
kitchen.  If that's your idea of hell, join me in a toast to Marie
Adrienne Clark
1. Horsy spinsters raucously ranting for abortive delivery from a
condition to which they are unlikely ever to be exposed.
2. Little old ladies struggling to open doors or beaten by sprightly
young men to the last seats on the 'bus - in other words perpetuation
of a long familiar state of affairs.
3. Seamsters and teamstresses; drynurses and lumberjills; chamberboys
and footwomen; topless waiters and plumberettes; Avon Men and weldres-
ses; boy-Thursdays and women-o'-war; Tugboat Annie versus Joe Louis;
showers for the bridegroom; and, in the new his-and-hers, abolition of
the grossly unfair convenience of the urinal.
But more seriously, ladies, we men still love you dearly.  We are even
prepared to give up the missionary position and thereby accept you both
as mother superior and mistress of ceremonies.  However, there j_s one
thing - since the introduction of pregnancy leave we urgently await a
revision of the Library staff manual to include equivalent time off
under the heading: Leave, Male: Pregnancy leave, in lieu of.
Burn the bras, I say!  But remember that there must always be two
points of view!
Being a white middle-class, liberal female, I, like a lot of other
white middle-class, liberal females did not think much about my status
as a woman until the movement called Women's Liberation began making a
lot of noise about a lot of issues.  Nor was I even aware of the movement until the media began giving it more and more frequent coverage.
My interest in the movement and what it was saying began around the
fall of 1969.  I can recall having a long discussion with a friend and
being very defensive about babies and housework and other "domestic"
activities.  My attitude was "Well, what's wrong with cooking and babies
anyway?"  and her's was "I'm now saying anything is wrong with them per
se, so why are you getting up tight?"  I was getting up tight because
somehow I felt I had to defend a certain notion of"woman 1iness" or
femin inity".
That conversation I suppose was really the beginning of a hell of a
lot of observation and questioning of many accepted modes of behaviour
and attitudes pertaining to my status as a woman.  I also began thinking
about the ways in which I related to both men and other women, in personal and work relationships; and to what extent this was determined by
how I thought of myself as a woman.  This was what I'll call stage one
of my awakening.
Stage two involved a slightly different consciousness, as I became
almost hyper aware of the myths which have perpetuated and reinforced
the beliefs and attitudes of so many people.  Also I began to sort out
some of my own "hang-ups" and became more confident of what I felt to
be true.  Once I had begun to identify with the movement, I tended to
take any incident pertaining to it very personally.  For example, every
advertisement asking me to buy a certain product in order to become
sexually attractive (and therefore, happy) made me feel exploited;
every time I heard a man laugh about some "dumb broad" or "spinny
chick", it reminded me that I was thought to be intellectually inferior
and emotionally weaker; and of course, every time I heard a snide, crude
or facetious remark about "women's lib", it was just another comment on
the fact that I, as a woman, was not to be taken seriously.
With stage three came a better sense of perspective, the return of a
temporarily lost sense of humour and a decision.  Making a scene every
time a door is opened for you isn't going to solve a greal deal. Men II
are becoming aware that women are people and wish to be treated as such.
They are an oppressed group, largely thru no fault of their own, and
obviously, attitudes of any kind never change overnight.  Things like
abortion and equal employment are really the easiest things to win.
But the attitudes which give support to such injustices are the hardest
to fight because they are very ingrained and often very subtle.  Attitudes can't be changed just by laws; it's a slow process requiring
patience and tact.
The decision mentioned was whether or not to become actually involved
in a women's liberation group.  By "stage three" I considered myself a
"theoretical" feminist and knew that I was avoiding active participation.
I have always been wary of organizations because I dislike the inevitable
bureaucracy which  goes along with them, but the main reason was political.  For me, women's liberation, like any other liberation movement, is
inextricably bound with politics.  I knew that I stood somewhere to the
left of center, but more explicit geography was hazy.  Also, like other
liberation movements, this one ranged from moderate to extremist groups,
and I wasn't sure just how the extremes were divided.  I mentioned this
to Pat one lunch hour and she suggested I come along with her to a
meeting of Vancouver Women's Caucus.
That was just last month, and although I'm still feeling things out,
going was a good move on my part.  I met quite a cross-section of people,
all of whom were friendly and very open to my questions and interest.
I have a friend who is fond of saying - "If you aren't part of the
solution, you're part of the problem".  I suppose he's right and I suspect I've been part of the problem long enough.
Heather MacAndrew Under 30
"Although Librarianship is a 'women's career' it is evident that women
are significantly underpaid when compared to men with similar educational qualifications.  In addition, women are often given positions
of less responsibility in libraries."
Rothenberg, Lesliebeth, Rees, Alan M. and Kronick, David A.  A investigation of the educational needs of health sciences library manpower.
IV.  Medical Library Association Bulletin 59(1): 31-40, January 1971. 12
It was in the fall of 1968 that we decided we needed a women's liberation group in Regina.  We were students.  We were young - 18 to 26 and
were just beginning to recognize the disadvantages of being a woman in
our society.  As the issue became more public we began admitting, one
by one, usually in heated arguments with men, that we supported women's
liberation.  Though we didn't have a very coherent idea of the nature
of women's oppression or what her liberation might consist of, we were
easily convinced by the feeling in the pit of the stomach when attacked
for being a "women's libber", that we were not the fully developed,
reasonably confident and capable persons we wanted to be.  We would find
instead, ourselves trying to protect our egos by resorting to typical
feminine stances of shy passivity, coquetish teasing, suffering silence,
or hysterical outbursts.
But it took a year before we began to talk to each other.  When we
finally got together and began to admit our feelings and experiences
to each other, we realized that our personal problems were the logical
effects of a social prejudice.  We discovered that one result of our
having swallowed the 1ie of our inferiority of "differentness" was a
feeling of alienation and disdain for other women.  To prove ourselves
intellectuals equal to fellow male students we had developed attitudes
of superiority and exceptionality.  We had been socialized all our lives
as to how to relate to men but we had only learned to look at other
women as competition.  We had only learned to look at, but not listen
to or act with other women.  We had a lot to learn.  It was not easy but
it was better than struggling alone.
At first we just talked, then we studied together and finally we began
to resist as a group.  We set up an abortion committee, confronted the
Medical Association of Saskatchewan, and helped individuals get legal
and illegal safe abortions.  We spoke on campus, in high schools, to
the women of the Saskatchewan Farmer's Union, at hospitals, churches,
etc.  We demanded and won money and space for daycare on campus for
students and employees of the university.  We set up a neighborhood daycare centre as well.
The next year I left the university to take a job as a library assistant
in a branch library in the neighborhood where my husband and I were
living.  I began to talk to the other library assistants with whom I
worked who had never been to university.  I also began to talk to the
mothers who brought their preschool children to story-telling programs.
I had to get rid of a lot of rhetoric I had absorbed in university but
we soon were talking about equal pay, maternity leave, abortion, daycare, hiring and promotion policies in the public library, the images 13
of  girls  and  women   in  children's  books,   etc.     Though we  had much   in
common,   I   soon   found my  new  friends  could  not   be  comfortable   in my  old
aggressive,  "intellectual",   campus-oriented women's   liberation  group.
I   left  Regina   last  summer without   really  solving  this  problem.
When   I   got   to Vancouver  I   looked up Vancouver Women's  Caucus,  whose
newspaper   is  distributed  all   over  Canada.      I   have  been  working  ever
since with   the  paper  and with  the working women's workshop.     The women
in   the  group  vary   from  nurses'   aides,   secretaries,   teachers,   store
clerks  to  professors.     We  hope eventually  to organize  a  city-wide  working
women's  union which would  help women   in   struggles  on   the job.
Heather  and   I   are  quite  eager  to meet  other women   in   the   library who
would   like  to  talk  about women's   liberation.     That   is why we have  decided  to  put   up     with   the  possible jibes   that might  accompany  publicly
confessing   to  be  a   radical   feminist.     We  don't wear women's   liberation
buttons   to work,   but you   can   find us   in  Sedgewick.
Pat  Howard    Under 30
This is Labor. Would you like to speak to Management?" 14
some for obvious reasons are not.  However, the age and sex of the
commentators have been recorded for statistical purposes.
My opinion of most women in the Women's Liberation Movement is that
they are a group of radicals with an inferiority complex who are doing
more harm than good towards the acquisition of equal rights for women
in our society.  I'm in favour of equal rights for a woman if she will
bear the same responsibilities as men without using her supposed
femininity as a way out when the going gets tough.  Male under 30.
I agree with some of their demands such as:  women's right to abortion,
equal status in the working world, but I do want to remain female.
Female under 30.
I like to love them not fight them.  Walter A. Guntensperger, Bindery.
This is a note to the militant man-hating minority who give the Women's
Lib. movement the bad name they seem to have.  Surely it is only
commonsense that women should have the same rights as men.  Just as
negroes, whites, jews, Chinese, and everyone else should have equal
rights and respect. None of this is to suggest that everyone is the
same.  This is not so.  But everyone is equal.
Whilst we work and hope for justice in this world let
us not lose sight of the fact that the beautiful thing
about people is their difference, and the most beautiful difference of all is between the male and the female.
Female under 30. Aphrodite, Serials Division
Women are great.  I think every man should own one.
Man - Right on 30. 15
The original idea was O.K. but it's gotten out of hand.
Female under 30.
In favour of most of their objectives; doubtful about many of their
means.  Male over 40.
Women should have equivalent rights (i.e. equal performance level
should accompany equal opportunity).  Male (30).
I think too much has been said about it already.  Female under 30,
Women's Lib. will play a big part in the revolutionary struggle of
North America.  Male under 30.
I don't know what all these women are bitching about - all I want to
do is stay home and have babies.  Female under 30.
When I first joined the profession, our library always put books on
male Chauvinist pigs under the subject SWINE BREEDS.  Since being
liberated we have added a cross-reference to MEN.  Male over 30.
A Librarian
Every woman is as liberated as she wants to be.  Female under 30. 16
f there comes a time when the male is considered to be obsolete than
would not hesitate a single moment to have my sex changed.
Male under 30.
This is nothing new, even though a number of people have been persuaded to think otherwise.
I'm all for the element of the womens liberation that is striving for
equal pay for equal work, abortion on demand, and some of the other
inequalities of the North American social structure.  However, I have
nothing but condemnation for the factions that, through their demonstrations, are killing the sensible ideals of the true womens liberation movement.  It is unfortunate that the media seems to only give
publicity to the radical elements but without this publicity the true
movement might also die.
It can only be hoped that in the long run the sensible faction will win
out.  But it is going to take a long time as the democratic process
moves at a snails pace.  For the females to convince the male population that they are more than a sex symbol is probably going to take
generat ions.
To conclude I wish the sincere women who truly believe in what they
are doing after all my moral support.
Jim Lanphier
B indery
The woman's place is in the kitchen,
barefoot and pregnant catering to the
man's offspring and his wishes. Her
place is ten paces behind him unless
something unforseen occurs as in the
case of the soldier when she should be
ten paces in front.
"A soldier was riding his horse down
the road with his wife walking ten
paces behind when they came upon a
friend.  The friend asked why the wife 17
was walking ten paces behind.  The soldier replied that's a womans
place.  The next day the friend came upon them again but this time
the wife was walking ten paces ahead of her husband.  The friend
asked the soldier why and was told by him that there were land mines
Male Chauvinist under 30
My thoughts of this Womans movement is varied, in the first place a
woman was put on this earth to ease the feelings of man, and if hes
a Big man, maybe two woman.  That should satefy most woman.  I have
also noticed the woman who do the most shouting about equal rights
are mainly Old maids, who were never in the running to get a man or
some manish thing who has been wearing her husbands trousers for too
long.  I do agree if a woman is doing the same work as a man, she
should get equal pay, thats OK if they work in a library at a desk,
but imagine the cry if it was real hard physical work.  I think the
woman would soon let us know "its a mans job and not a womans".
My second thoughts are that most of the woman I know are quite satisfied with their lot and this Lib movement is degrading to the female
sex and a laughing stock to the male.
Male over 30
And Rarying to Go.
Historically the rights of women were first mentioned in the 5th Cent.
Fifteen hundred years later, some countries legislated Womens
Suffrage.  Canada in 1918 and when General de Gaulle rose to Presidency of France, women first voted in an election in that country.
Nineteen countries still deny women the right to vote.
Womens Liberation Movements have only succeeded with the support of
governments placed in untenable positions, such as war.  Powerful
womens national and international organizations existed before the 1st
World War and preceeding the 2nd.  To enlist the support of these
organizations in time of war, both the governments of Britian and
United states were forced to pass legislation favouring womens rights.
As the movements achieved their objective, activity subsided. 18
The ominious history of women's success is that the movements have been
superseded by a total war.  I feverently hope the present spark of a
movement does not set off an even bigger explosion than both World
Wars added together.  However as things stand at the moment, in my
opinion, no Womens Liberation Movements exists.  But one should; despite the chances.
Fifteen hundred years have passed for more than half the earths population to arrive at its present legal status.  Placed in an inferior
position by the literal interpretation of the Bible, deprived of
education and business experience, women historically accepted their
position.  Women of today are complacent by legislation and are not
accepted to be the equal of men.  They are not partners but archaeological artifacts.
Without strong organizations women will only achieve minute successes.
A Womens Manifesto is needed.  Considering the Pill, Artificial
Insemination, abortion, economic independence, women may control
destiny, (Re-reading that last line the term men may some day be reduced to man).
The world has been thinking too long with half a mind.  Women must be
given, or take, the requisotes of equality.
Until women pull themselves out of the penurious opinion of men, then
the governments are working for only half the population and with only
half a mind.
Bob Tudge
1 V
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"I have to run, girls. My lunch hour starts in five minutes! 19
Movements  are   for  bowels.     Male   (30).
I   agree  with  woman's  Lib.   so   long  as  they  don't   try  eating  and  having
their cake  at   the  same  time.     Male  under 30.
I   do  agree with   some  of  their objectives,   but  would  not join  or  support
them,   because   I   would   feel   embarassed   to  be  part  of  that  group  of
masculin  and uncivilised women.     Female  under 30.
Women  -  at  birth only  the  strong  should  be  saved;   the week  smothered.
The   strong  should  be  nurtured  and maintained  by   society  until   they   reach
maturity,   then   they   should  be  placed   in   their  permanent  homes  on
breeding  farms.     Male over 30.
I   just  don't  think about   it.     Female under 30.
'11   go along with  their motives  but  not  their motions.     Female   (30)
I   agree with   their  views  on  abortion.      I'm  against  woman  who  disguise
their  figures.     Male   (21).
Of  course   I   am   in  favour of  the   rights  of women.     Abortion  and  equal
pay  are   the  evolutionary   inheritors  of women's   sufferage   in   the   1900's  -
except   in  Liechtenstein,   and  all  must  perforce  come   to  pass.     But   I   am
wary  of  some  of  the   rampant   be-trousered  Amazons  who  parade with   the
Movement  picking  their noses,   de-bra-ed,   unisexed,   uncouth,   the obverse
of  the gentleness  and   loveliness  that all   men  prefer.     If  this  particular monstrous   regiment  of women  want   to  throw   itself under  the  King's
horse,     I   for one  am  not   sorry.      'G.B.S.'     Male  under 30. 20
Are women inherently inferior to men?  Are they essentially second
rate?  If one believes, as I do, that women and men are equal in intelligence one must welcome and encourage all efforts to make that equality
a reality.
In my opinion women are presently treated as second class citizens.
With rare exceptions their opinions are derided and their imaginations
restricted.  Even the basic democratic right of equal pay for equal
work is the exception rather'than the rule.  We men often think of
women only as decorations and ignore them except for our sexual interest.
Many women are reluctant to demand change in these attitudes and some
women even level hostile criticism at those who want to clear up these
problems without delay.
The women's liberation movement is making a determined effort to alert
women to the consistent denial of their democratic rights.  Another
aspect of the women's liberation movement is the creation and support
of strong organizations controlled and directed by women.  These organizations will certainly influence men to revise their thought and
conduct in respect of women and to practice democracy in this important
Al len Soroka
What doth it profit a woman my dears
To acknowledge a man as one of our peers,
Good heavens my loves, they might even suppose
That for years we've been leading them around by the nose,
We've rocked the cradle and ruled men's careers
With soft patient smiles and occasional tears
And honest dear Libby I'd sooner not switch,
I'd rather be-guiling than digging a ditch.
Pat LaVac (the ed.)
over thirty


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