I am definitely not one of the men that the violent, supposedly "feminist" woman of this era clearly preferred to cater to when they were trashing girls and women so they could feed a greedy internalized patriarch that their society and their colleagues and their families told them they should want to be like and cater to more. I'm not their work colleague. I'm not one of their boyfriends. I'm not their follower. They are not my friend. Would an actual good friend of yours be that insensitive and feel that entitled to not care if violence is done to you? Nope, I don't think so.
Maybe they can go to therapy with their fathers and their boyfriends and their colleagues who also enjoy what they're doing? And one day, maybe they can figure out other ways of getting joy out of life? I guess it remains to be seen.
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