The Deadly Daughters

ILLUSTRATOR NOVICK
These gorgeous fanatics were equally at home with men, murder, or matrimony, and they used all three with amazing success.
Dr. Hubert Long, 40, bachelor and assistant professor of political science at Mentioch University, thrust his rugged, unlovely face forward, sticking out his neck literally and figuratively.
The Humanist Party, he shouted at the 800 odd students in the lecture hall, is not a political party at all. It's an oligarchy, so firmly established in Washington that our electoral form of government is an empty ritual, a ridiculous myth. Our elections are rigged to perpetuate a select group of feminists in absolute power.
Saving Dr. Long came in the line of duty.
The mixed group of seniors stirred in their seats with wide eyes, and many began taking notes.
This may cost me my position at the university, he said grimly, but the time has come for all responsible citizens to face the fact that the Government of the United States of America has degenerated into little better than an absolute dictatorship!
This time a rustle of whispering grew to restless buzzing. A young man in a bowtie leaped to his feet breaking the no-questions rule in Long's over-size classes. May the Mentioch Bugle quote you, Dr. Long?
You may headline those views, and I hope you do, Long declared belligerently, adding extra emphasis.
Exactly what do you imply when you call the Humanist Party a group of feminists? the young man asked, encouraged.
Long's gaze swept out, noting the mild amusement on the faces of the men students, the growing annoyance in the women. He fixed the reporter for the campus paper with a level stare. I suppose you feel that because only 30 percent of our legislatures are women, that men still dominate Congress?
I think that is the popular conception, the reporter said in a patronizing tone.