Satire does not reason; it batters into submission. Thus, its first purpose is realized: to overcome an unwillingness to criticize the very subjects a brainwashed populace has deemed its most sacred cows. Satire is kaleidoscopic and disjunctive: it hangs a series of moral portraits on the wall and forces us to look at them. The splendor, squalor, and complexity of the American scene and the witty, high-spirited caricature of modern philosophical schools were never more vividly presented than by Americas first vinegary satirist.Volume Two of We Anti-Matriarchalists presages the crisis toward which our civilization is moving.