The Plague of Lonely Leftist Cat Women
The last few weeks support my theory that leftist feminist - lefteminism - is not a political or social ideology but a form of psychosis. For the idiots out there, I’m not talking about the idea that women should be treated equally to men with only a few necessary allowances for differences. I’m talking about the bizarre ideology that had been on display again and again in this campaign. Lefteminism has nothing to do with empowering women. It is merely a collection of hysterical daddy issues compounded by its affluent, over-credentialed practitioners’ personal psychodramas.
Now, this is where we stop to let these shrieking harridans screech about how I am sexist and stuff. Shriek away – I am utterly indifferent to the mewling of Chardonnay-sodden crones. They don’t even get a “But some of my bestest friends identify as women.” The leftist feminists get what they deserve – nothing.
Let’s start with the vice-presidential debate and what happened with the moderators. There were two of them, interchangeable monied blue urban women who each looked like they should have that archetypal goblet of Chardonnay in their hand, a cat on their lap, and no man in sight. They have names, but it doesn’t matter – who names a cog in a machine? Neither was particularly smart, creative, or interesting. Their obsessions were the hackneyed obsessions of their clique – the killing of babies, weather voodoo, and an overdramatized fear of normal people participating in Our (alleged) Democracy that confuses a minor-league kerfuffle with an actual coup. These are their sacraments; that empty place inside their designer dresses that should be filled with faith is filled with nonsense. Lefteminism is best understood as a vehicle for providing meaning to women (and cringy male-identifying beings) who have chosen meaninglessness.
That they would gunning for JD Vance with something we all assumed would happen; he’s a happy, confident and proud man who refuses to bow and scrape, and they hate that. But there’s even more to hate. JD is an uppity proletarian who’s got way out over his skis by invading their sacred precincts at places like Yale and presuming to speak for people who should be disarmed, disenfranchised, and silenced lest their interests and knuckle-dragging policy preferences be considered.
Men just looked at the pair of them and they knew. That night, they were regime media journalists. The next morning, they would be HR directors. Every day, they are Kamala and her kronies. These Lefteminists have, for the last several decades, been occupying our institutions and using their power to take out their daddy issues on innocent males. They were the “Use Your Inside Voice” ladies who have been tormenting men from the cradle on up, trying to throttle and stifle any hint of manhood and turn boys and men into hapless neuters. They literally tried to mute JD Vance when he was pointing out their ignorance. But it didn’t work – JD refused to respect the authority over him they claimed but had not earned – and that only made them madder.
Their questions were stupid. The regime media’s questions are always stupid. They focus on the frivolous pseudo-concerns of AWFLs (Affluent White Female Liberals) and ignore meaningful but manly topics, like a modern heavily-armed peer competitor lying across the Pacific waiting to strike. The Chinese are getting ready for war, and these ninnies were freaking out about the temperature in a century. The Chi Coms are busy building coal plants and a giant navy. Contrary to the mindset of these pampered harpies, you can’t defeat a navy by wagging your finger at it and calling it names.
They said something wrong about the situation with Haitians in Springfield, and when JD Vance corrected them, their allies labeled it “mansplaining.” Well, apparently, they needed a man to explain it to them because they either didn’t have any idea what they were talking about, which is pretty likely, or they were lying to the audience, which is equally likely. Regardless, lefteminists have this strange expectation that somehow women are both equal and hors de combat. They want to be just like the boys, but when the boys treat them just like the boys, they cry. Twitter was full of mediocre matrons whining about how JD Vance dared to talk over the mediocre moderators. Too bad, ladies. Welcome to equality. Thicken that skin and stop bawling every time someone points out how you’re lame.
Leftist feminism was never about empowering women. It has always been an agenda that is really just emotional therapy for people with mental disorders – the rate of mental illness among liberal women is absolutely off the charts – as well as a tool of outright communism. It has nothing to do with actual women. Liberal feminists don’t care about women. They don’t care about the women being trafficked into America, so their preferred political party can replace their disfavored voter demographics. They don’t care about the women being raped in the United States both by the illegals and by the criminal constituency of the Democratic Party. They don’t care about women being killed, not by abortion bans that save the lives of children but by medical malpractice associated with dangerous abortion drugs they treat as holy objects. They don’t care about women being killed on military misadventures, and, given the chance, they will happily draft women as cannon fodder – only not their own special snowflake daughters. If you think you’re going to see Kamala Harris’s mutant stepdaughter or her clique in uniform, you’re gobbling psychedelic mushrooms. Dying overseas is what kids like yours do. Their kids get their student loans paid, also by you.
And, of course, there’s Kamala Harris’s slap-happy husband. He’s the guy that Jen Psaki announced was redefining masculinity. And, of course, Tim Walz is out there redefining masculinity, too, as basically not masculine at all. That mincing goof’s antics are enough to make the word “sissy” great again. You know, I never thought I’d be saying that about a command sergeant major, and it turns out that I’m not!
Anyway, We all know about the story of the second gentleman impregnating the nanny and then having her abort the kid. This is in line with a lot of Democrat heroes and their attitude towards women. Ted Kennedy, Bill Clinton, John Edwards – every one of them was/is a feminist, and every one of them was/is a scumbag.
And now there’s the revelation, ignored by the regime media, that Kamala Harris’s husband slapped around his girlfriend in public. Think about that. He slapped around his girlfriend. Who the hell does that?
Yet, the lefteminists love these guys. There’s that old saw about how women dig bad boys – the biker, the pirate, any dude who plays by his own rules. But Douggie isn’t even a legitimate bad boy. This is a sick, pathetic loser who can’t control himself and has to strike his gal because he’s intimidated because she talked to another guy. That’s not masculinity. It would be properly labeled “toxic masculinity,” but lefty feminists clearly don’t mind toxic masculinity. Bizarrely, they seem attracted to it. And this reaffirms that lefteminism is not a political ideology nor a set of coherent beliefs, but rather a salve for wounded psyches.
Leftist feminists have done incredible damage to our culture with their narcissism and moral illiteracy. The only question is who they’ve hurt more – men or other women.
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