this is what you get.
I'm kind of curious though. What precisely do feminists intend to derive joy from in their lives? I've already admitted that the single largest source of happiness for a guy is another gal, and visa versa. What ELSE would you derive joy from?
Oh, I know, I know. Intellectual pursuits, hobbies, production, living the dream.
But before this feminist claptrap was forced upon society, men and women were designed to be together, either through divine design or darwinistic evolution, and was your largest source of joy and happiness. Now that feminism has claimed that is no longer the case, and men have gone their own way, where does that leave feminists? Precisely what does the accomplished, government-subsidized Swedish woman do to make herself happy?
Play Parcheesi?
Snuggle up to the government check at night?
What a hellish existence.
Of course, a self-inflicted one, but that's what makes it so entertaining.
Oh well, enjoy the decline.
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