Friday, June 5, 2020

day no. 15,201: anything you can do, I can boo better

"Feminists have come full circle and are now the shrinking violets that their great-grandmothers despised." - Douglas Wilson, Same-Sex Mirage: Phantasmagoria at the Altar & Some Biblical Responses

There was a time when the feminized winds chimed, "We can do anything! Just watch us!" Nowadays its asthmatic gasps chirp about trigger warnings and micro-aggressions. It looks for excuses to melt before the heat of its granite counter tops. 

Yesterday's feminists receive a tip of the free corporate logo cap from today's snowflakes who applaud them in the principle, but the content of yesteryear’s effeminatti would certainly offend the senses of today’s. In fact, it would probably register more like toxic masculinity for those occupying safe-space modernity.

The feminists began by attempting to mimic their male counterparts, but now they attempt to mimic despair at any whiff of disagreement. Feminists used to bully by brawn and now they bully by blame. What a tangled web we weave when first we practice instead of conceive.

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