From Madam Hoyt

I look at them going to war with spelling: Womyn, Herstory.  I look at them dancing around dressed as vaginas (!) because apparently the most important thing in these women’s lives is their sexual organs. I look at them acting as a pack and attacking whoever they’re told to attack because “so and so is anti-woman” and I think… these are humans?  These are civilized people?  Don’t they see they’re being tools of the Marxist divide-and-conquer strategy?  Don’t they see the end of this is either societal destruction or TRUE backlash for the sake of saving civilization?
Apparently not.  So… carry on.  Dance around in your little fabric vaginas.  Think that all men are out to get you.  Refuse to have children, because some of them might be male.  And scream, scream, scream about made-up outrage.
And make it worse with each scream.

Reading a novel a while back, one character was a 'Men are all rapists, Women have to be constantly on guard, the Patriarchy is always waiting to strike' character, and I was thinking "If I could avoid it, I would NOT work with someone like this; being looked on, and treated, as a rapist who just hasn't raped yet would get old damn fast."  And when that happens, the screamers will scream that you hate women because you won't sit there and put up with their crap.

This crap continues, it won't end well.