Now that the FemiNazis have bullied* men into buying their crap; what could go wrong?
Ah yes, feminism: it’s come to this, oh yes it has:
As I write this, my children are asleep in their room, Loretta Lynn is on the stereo, and my wife is out on a date with a man named Paulo. It’s her second date this week; her fourth this month so far. If it goes like the others, she’ll come home in the middle of the night, crawl into bed beside me, and tell me all about how she and Paulo had sex. I won’t explode with anger or seethe with resentment. I’ll tell her it’s a hot story and I’m glad she had fun. It’s hot because she’s excited, and I’m glad because I’m a feminist.
Before my wife started sleeping with other men, I certainly considered myself a feminist, but I really only understood it in the abstract. (h/t Instapundit)
Or, as the Instapundit put it: “Here’s a clue, champ: Paulo’s not a feminist. Count on it.”
I’m betting Paulo’s not gender-confused either.
*Disclaimer: in no way is this post intended to condone bullying of anyone, anywhere, anytime: #nobullying
Cross-Posted on Patriot Action Network