Stuart called me into his office today and, as far as I can work out, it was to have someone to rant to about feminism. I think Patricia, who has never worked a day in her life but thinks she’s achieved marvels because she married an ever-so-slightly on the spectrum (on several intersecting spectra, actually) but, nevertheless, shrewd and hardworking, man, has been giving him a hard time again. He can’t stand it. He was going on about how feminism is like communism because it is at odds with human nature. I suppose he means his human nature, if you can count him as human. He claims that’s why there are so many wealthy communists and misogynist feminists. He says he isn’t anti-women, but anti-anti-men. He was going on about the Fundamentalist Feminists who seem to dominate the social and traditional media (the Fun Fems, he calls them) and who, according to him, are a minority radical branch, a third gender, not normal women, that consider all men to be infidels. He thinks it’s ironic that it’s called feminism because, from what he can see, none of them are what he would call feminine.
Not the point, Stuart.