tently, and women's grievances were recognized as real. It is certainly true, as Olsen recalls today, that on ''those things that come particularly to the fore through consciousnessraising, having to do with sexuality, with rape, and most of all with what I call maintenance of life, the bearing and rearing of the young," the circles of the Left were little better than those of society as a wholein spite of a body of theory on housework and the frequent bandying about of Lenin's observations on its degrading nature. And Olsen is in accord with Peggy Dennis, married for years to party leader Eugene Dennis, on the "explicit, deliberate and reprehensible sexism" of the party's leadership. 38 Yet Olsen also knew party women who brought their own husbands up for trial on charges of male chauvinism, one of them herself a party activist whose husband refused to help with childcare; he was removed from his leadership position when her charges were upheld. She remembers seeing women in the party, women like herself, grow in their capacities and rise to positions of leadership; she herself helped set up, after much debate about the pros and cons of autonomous women's formations, a separate Women's Division of the Warehouse Union to which Jack Olsen belonged, establishing thereby a whole secondary leadership of women. This process of women's coming to strength and voice was to have been central to Yonnondio, and if, paradoxically, her own activism in the Left helped prevent her from finishing the novel, her experience in that milieu nevertheless gave her, too, a sense of confidence and worth essential to both her political work and her writing.
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She wanted, moreover, to pay tribute to, to memorialize, the women she knew on the Left: women like her YCL comrades and especially immigrant women like her own motherstrong women, political women, but sometimes also women defeated by their long existence in a patriarchal world. Sometime in 1938 she wrote in her journal:
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