The soul of man is an active principle.
So Aunt Bell sat down to table—a bony frame, with an anxious green eye, a pursy mouth, and a sweating sickness of bitter words, seeking to break forth at the earliest opportunity.
don't they keep a hunderd or two o' great nasty bull-niggers a piece, jess to sharpen their knives on—without a rag to kiver 'em, starvin' 'em most to death all the time, an' lettin' their women folks and babies slash 'em up with case-knives, for jess nothin' at all, an massacree 'em most to death, when there's company to dinner, jess to shew 'em what they can do?
A suggestion I have for the University is to highlight more the close link between sexism and sexualism (my personal word for discrimination based on sexuality).
