A Walk thru historical rooms of a Male Privileged World

Yesterday, my best friend's baby sister Devon got married.
Devon radiated in her gorgeous wedding dress. She looked like a million bucks.
Glamorous, shining beauty.
Devon's new husband Trevor looked so proud, happy and handsome.
Although Big Lady Justice isn't well acquainted with Devon's new handsome husband, she knows he is a perfect match for Devon.
The bridesmaids' beautiful green dresses were perfect for a Spring weddding (although originally scheduled for August 2011)

Big Lady Justice arrived just before 10pm at the Scottish Rite, when folks were busy on the dance floor.

The Scottish Rite is a Castle. A relic of the prosperous tobacco company, Tuckett Tobacco Company, later acquired by Imperial Tobacco company. Hamilton's 27th mayor, George Tuckett, had his residence here.

Big Lady Justice & her friend Lorraine and another curious individual were very appreciative for the tour of the Castle, graciously given by a Free Mason. We were curious to walk through the beautiful, historical rooms of male privilege, the card rooms, the billiard rooms, the meeting rooms, the Mason's appear to indulge in recreation in style. The rich's man burden of maintaining his castle had its costs. I suspect Tuckett would've owed a lot of tax on his tobacco  to the federal government. Hamilton's former mayor Tuckett  afforded such extravagence owning his own tobacco company - carriages, billiards, castle staff, etc. 

The Scottish Rite purchased the Castle in 1920. Back in the day, where did the women sit, in this Castle? The walls contain portraits of men, presumably accomplished and civic minded for their day, but not one portrait of any women. How does Masonic membership appeal to modern men? I wonder why modern men would be interested in an expensive, antiquated, exclusive male-only club.

Will the Mason fraternity become a curious, historical footnote?

Will they become an extinct species, like the once wildly successful Tuckett tobacco empire? It's possible.