Andrea Fordham concludes this tedious, poorly-argued critique of Women's Lib by proudly describing herself as a Modified Total Woman. ""I don't wear a Saran Wrap to meet my husband at the door, but I do try to meet him there."" The suburban, conservative Fordhams meet each other philosophically, too--agreeing on the superior physical and mental powers of the male, that chess is a man's game and woman's place is with children and Ajax foaming cleanser. A return to ""old virtues"" and ""sensible morals,"" they hypothesize, will counteract the divorce rate, broken homes, parental neglect, and uneducated children. One wonders about their education which has left them in ignorance of the true nature of male-female role erosion, caused, in essence, by post-Industrial Revolution man needing woman to work. Establishing that female independence existed pre-WW II (which enables them to discredit Betty Friedan, Kate Millett, and other revolutionary ""leaders""), they fail to acknowledge emancipation as a historical continuum with ongoing strength and direction. And bleating about separate restrooms for the sexes just emphasizes a conspicuous lack of cosmopolitanism. Did they never travel by plane? Are they unaware of habits in France? Recommended action for this twaddle: flush.