Al Capone's women were at least fully clothed. A couple of letters, a stage coach trip and the little log cabin and its 40-acre squatter were yours. Succumbing to cheesecake for dessert is a lapse in judgment. Selling matrimony on prime time is ditzy. Women are victims innocent huddled masses yearning to be free of male troglodyte tycoons.
Men run wild, free and happy as women claw about looking for love in all the wrong men and places.
Complain like a victim, behave like a victim and you are a victim. You'll be the victim of poor network background work. Women are victims of their own weakness that has evolved. Television was once a veritable repository of strong women. Fictional characters reflect the era through the prism of writers' and creators' experiences.