And ain't, I a woman? I have borne thirteen chilern, and seen them most all sold off to slavery, and when I cried out with my mother's grief, none but Jesus heard me! And ain't I a woman?
What is the multiverse?
Is this all real? Or a simulation?
What desire can be contrary to nature since it was given to man by nature itself?
The only interesting answers are those which destroy the questions.
The world still wants to ask that a woman primarily be pretty and if she is not, the mob pouts and asks querulously, "What else are women for?"