[via clusterflock]
This is magnificent. Just imagine: It's December 1900, you're a lady sitting in her boudoir (!) reading the latest issue of The Ladies Home Journal and you're totally relieved, because you've never really liked Cs, Qs, and Xs anyway and you're very enthused that they're getting axed by the righteous weapon of 20th century modernity. You sit back and dream of eating a beet-sized pea and you're all, "The future is going to rock"....except you'd say it more ladylike. 'Cause you're a lady.
(Also, note author's last name.)