I'm still reading Miss Mackenzie by Anthony Trollope, and I'm still enjoying it...but...he's started going on tangents about women liking it when men abuse them and how a woman (or a man, to be fair) isn't happy unless they're married and how women forgive crimes/lying/etc more easily than a man because they can't recognize it for what it is. And. Well. It's sort of making me angry. I know it's Victorian morals and what not, but seriously! I knew they had some messed-up ideas about women, but it's kind of shocking to see them laid out there straight on. Know what I mean? And it's said so matter-of-factly, too.
I'm glad we've (almost completely) moved on from that mindset now in our times, sheesh.
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