i had dinner with a rich old white woman recently who said she would never help anyone. she sees victims of earthquakes and tsunamis on tv "work harder. not getting my money" then off to bed. "why should they get it?! we bled and sweat for this money!" thought i heard a we in there. i was confused by that. he probably bled and sweat, sure. but what exactly were you allowed to do in those days? you weren't allowed to sit at the stockholders table, and you probably couldn't work at the factories themselves (where there might actually be a chance to bleed or sweat) ...aside from that brief time when the boys went off to kill the germans. even still, i have a hard time believing you ever bled or sweat over anything more than the meals you had to cook for your husband, who probably never appreciated you and made your heart turn so cold and bitter and unhelpful. and wouldn't it have been nice back then if there were people who cared for you, and for your rights? people who refused to give up their seats on buses, who burned their bras, who marched and protested so you could get out of the kitchen into the work force, and then vote ...to never help anyone ever. you're a real ace of a gal.