Here is one of my favourite stories about Elizabeth Anscombe:
[O]nce, entering a smart restaurant in Boston, she was told that ladies were not admitted in trousers. She proceeded to take them off.
Mrs. Ladd Franklin tells the story of a little girl, aged four, whose nurse objected to her table manners. ‘Emily,’ said the nurse, ‘nobody eats soup with a fork.’ ‘But,’ replied Emily, ‘I do, and I am somebody.’
The moral: Female logicians were troublesome in a society that aimed to control women.
More generally, people who think are difficult to control.
That, to me, is the point of philosophy.