I am a 62 year old female attorney in Albuquerque, New Mexico. I have a brilliant son who has a brilliant father. Thirty years ago I bred for brains, and got what I went for. I am not as smart as they are, as I like All My Children, and One Life to Live, soap operas. I started listening to soap operas on the radio when I was three, and never stopped, even thru law school. I was in the second class of any woman in the law school at Notre Dame in 1970. There were 20 of us in a class of 200. There were no woman undergrads then either. The men (really boys) in the law school told us we were taking the place of a man who should have been admitted to law school instead of us. They accused us of being "unfeminine". I proved them wrong by going home in the afternoon, putting on fuzzy slippers, ironing and watching soap operas.
My brilliant son was baptized as an infant into the congregation of the First Presbyterian Church in Albuquerque. When he renounced his Presbyterian heritage and the teachings of Calvin, he threatened to go sit on the steps in front of the alter at the Church until they took back his baptism, but alas he could not do so. Which is for the best, as when those at Conservapedia take over the world he will have his baptismal certificate to prove he really is one of Them. (Please do not share this with Andrew.)