The very first chink in my pre-Vat II Catholic indoctrination happened during a televised Vatican Xmas mass about 20 years ago, when I noticed, for really the first time, the astounding absence of any women, save a few habited nuns and those who were obviously mothers or grandmothers of the processing male wonders.  It turned my stomach (literally) and I haven't lost that repugnance of absolute male domination in what we claim is Christ's own Church.