The statements made by Edmund to Fanny in chapter 35 always make my blood boil. I am no bra-burner but I find that entire "There, there, my dear, don't bruise your few brain cells by trying to think rationally. Just sit there and look worshipfully decorative and leave all of the thinking to us men who are designed by the Creator to do this service for you." enough to make me wish to woman the barricades and start taking potshots at male chauvinists!