Nirvana Draws Nearer (1959)
I’d like you to imagine a crazy, futuristic dystopia in which women (gasp) work outside the home. And I’m not talking about doing a little gardening on the weekends. I mean full-fledged, testosterone-driven, trouser-wrenching, tell Little Johnny I’ll be late for his baseball game, kind of jobs. What’s that you ask, “But if women get…