Feminists that don’t need men will need the state, which is run by the worst sorts of men and women imaginable. Now the state is our father, and what a rotten dad he is.
Anthony Weiner and I have at least one thing in common: We’re both men. A politician’s manhood is under intense scrutiny, in the midst of a misandric culture. Therefore, I do not wish to remain silent.
Modern feminism, in keeping with modern feminist tradition, has expanded modern feminist sexual harassment law to include just about anything that a modern feminist doesn’t like, or that she claims years later not to have liked, and left out entirely what any man out there may not like. In short, with sexual harassment law, it is men who are screwed, not women.
It’s all about women paying for sex, not men. Thus, it’s no longer prostitution, but “sex tourism.” Sheesh.
A little follow-up anecdote for “Boys Alone.”
Fewer men are teaching boys how to be boys, and it seems that even fewer men are interested in teaching young men how to enter in.
Let’s talk about men being raped by other men in prison, and the fact that most of these men don’t belong there in the first place.
Part I eviscerated a movie that spent a great deal of its time eviscerating any shred of manhood left in our culture. Part II is a celebration of some spark of manliness left.
The first half of this two-part article will focus on comedic, misandric, cinematic garbage.
I deferred to chivalry a few months ago. I was wrong. I am correcting it here. No biggie.