What's it like ""to have the perquisites of a window office and perhaps a rug on the floor, to be held in rather glum admiration by women who earn far less than you do?"" According to responses to a questionnaire which Ms. Lynch -- she's a Vice-President of the American Management Association -- distributed to a group of lady executives, they are high-voltage steeplechasers: chic and physically attractive, model wives and mothers, ""at home"" in their corporations, ""in the kitchen and entertaining,"" ""on the ballroom floor"" and ""in the concert hall."" (Do they bleed when they cut their fingers?) It's assumed that it's simply great to be a woman in a Pucci pantsuit, and that more women ought to try to make it. Like Carolyn Bird (KR, p. 661) she gives tips and guidelines -- special favors (i.e. preferential hiring and quotas) aren't welcome, but bosses, executive husbands, etc. can give a boost. After such an advertisement would anybody want to buy the goods?