I am a public figure unhappy with my share of the American dream. There can only be one reason for this. I am on drugs and have the morals and mentality of a cartoon character. What did I want after all?? If I wanted certain things, like respect and privacy I should have put out certain universal female symbols like chastity and ethereal mutedness, like making nice with daddy like standard issue demure sullen chic. In a caste hierarchy we are comforted by the idea of one marrying “up”. Us girls can use our wits, looks or dumb luck to get us out of the concil flat/waitress job and get us rolling around on tightly threaded Italian linen.