
Protests on Sunday are a part of a so-called “week of action.” Ruth Sent Us has also published the justices’ supposed home addresses online for the radical protestors to locate and therefore intimidate the justices.

Protests on Sunday are a part of a so-called “week of action.” Ruth Sent Us has also published the justices’ supposed home addresses online for the radical protestors to locate and therefore intimidate the justices.

Modern leftist feminism is one of the most perverse and harmful forces in our society. It tells men that they are “toxic” and need to be more like women, meanwhile, it tells women to be liberated and act more like men.
The result? Both men and women – but especially women – are self-reportedly more miserable and less fulfilled than at any previous time, according to comprehensive meta data studies.

In 2021, a string of horrific murders sparked a moral panic about men.
The feminism of fear was everywhere this year.
Just as women should have been making the most of post-lockdown freedoms, we were plunged into a panic over our safety. Politicians, campaigners and commentators ruthlessly stoked and exploited women’s concerns.

In the past decades the waves of feminism has gone from being a fight for equality into the demand that women, no matter how obnoxious and nasty they are, must be treated with respect they have not earned and be allowed to rabidly attack those that disagree with anything the so-called “feminist” believes, and claiming any “man” that disagrees with them are misogynist women-haters.
After so many years writing and observing the changes to the feminist movements, it is not hard to understand the disconnect, where less women identify as feminist yet their beliefs do match the original definitions of feminism.
The disconnect: While almost all women in America believe in equality, only a minority are willing to associate themselves with what feminism has become in the present day.
Today’s feminists, when dating, are coldly mercenary
During a recent trip to the US, I had lunch with a young man from New York, who told me glumly that many of his peers had spent the summer swanning around Europe while he stayed put in America. They were all flaunting it on Instagram, of course, but none as aggressively as a clutch of young women in their early 20s, who had spent time in the most expensive spots: the Amalfi Coast, Porto Cervo, Capri. I peered at his phone and saw images of the girls draped over each other in terrace restaurants, on the prows of boats, laid along tree branches in thong bikinis, glowing with the gold-dust of fine living.

If I were Judith Butler, I would desist from giving interviews to journalists. She has done a few lately (with Owen Jones on YouTube, with Slate magazine last year, with the Guardian a few days ago, etc.) and in each and every one of those interviews, she repeats the same thing. And in this repetition, she affirms she still lives in the 1990s. It may not be altogether her fault. She is repeatedly interviewed about her book Gender Trouble that was published in the ‘90s, the occasion being the contemporary dominance of the trans movement. And so she opines on what she said in the book. The trouble, though, is that she opines as if what she says is “subversive,” a radical parole in a langue of traditionalism. “We need to rethink the category of woman,” she repeats in her latest interview with the Guardian (September 7th) as if we had not already done far more than that.

Midler’s comments came one day after Texas enacted a law that will prevent women from killing their unborn children after their baby’s heartbeat is detected.

While the Taliban barbarically repress women in Afghanistan, toxic feminists wage a war against American men.
Freedom Center Shillman Fellow Bruce Bawer’s excellent Frontpage article “Where Are the Gays?” paints a chilling portrait of the imminent torture, execution and amputations that await gay men under Taliban rulership in Afghanistan. And, of course, western gays are silent. Many are too busy hooking up on multiple sex apps. Many have never been concerned with rights that extend beyond the erogenous zones of their genitalia, and several are too busy celebrating the pedophilia presented in the best-selling young adult pornographic novel, Jack of Hearts (and Other Parts), as a moral victory over heteronormative patriarchy.
You couldn’t ask for better proof of the madness of wokeness. This week, as Afghanistan fell to the Taliban, model, influencer and climate-change nagger Lily Cole posted photos of herself in a burqa on Instagram. Yes, as women across Afghanistan trembled at the swift victory of these 12th-century regressives, worrying what their lives will be like following the return to power of a movement that views women as an inferior species, a posh woke Westerner was donning the burqa for likes. ‘Let’s embrace diversity on every level’, Ms Cole said in her post, as if this chilling blue cloak forced on Afghan women by Islamist brutes is little more than a quirky, exotic fashion item.

It is grossly unfair to judge all police officers based on the actions of a handful like Derek Chauvin, all Black people from the behavior of Patrisse Cullors and Black Lives Matter Global Network, or all Caucasians from the actions of swastika-waving white supremacists like Andrew Anglin. It is however reasonable to judge the fields of Gender and Women’s Studies, Feminist Studies, and similar academic programs from the endorsement by roughly a hundred such university departments of anti-Israel hate propaganda that denies Israel’s right to exist. The Palestine Action Toolkit, from the same Palestine Feminist Collective supported by these departments, goes even farther: “78% of historic Palestine was stolen to create the Israeli state. This catastrophe was greenlighted and supported by the United Nations.” In addition, “There is Only One Solution: Intifada! Revolution!” and “From the River to the Sea! Palestine Will Be Free!”

The cafe page on Tripadvisor has a majority of very negative comments. Some users criticized the lack of hygiene of the local and the staff (“it seems like the management trawled homeless ghettos for their staff and then did not pay them enough to afford soap or razors,” one client says), and there are also critical of the high prices of the products and their poor presentation. But the most striking are the complaints of disdain for male customers: “Spend half an hour trying to get a waitress to come over and when they finally showed up they told me I’d have to wait because I was a “cis gendered white man” and there were women who needed to be served first. According to the waitress I’d have to wait until ALL women in the shop were served before they’d take my order, even those who came in after me. I left at that moment and will never return,” a client says. Another user complained in November 2018 of the cafe policy: “extreme toxic femininity and literally attempting to make men feel bad.”

The southern French city of Toulouse has refused to cancel an exhibition of a famed 1970s provocateur fashion photographer that feminist groups say glorifies violence against women.
Feminist groups protested outside the Poster Museum of Toulouse on Wednesday. They demanded that the exhibition of the works of French fashion and commercial photographer Guy Bourdin be shut down.
I thought pornography and Sex-Work was supposed to be liberating.

A women’s magazine that tends to approach issues from a more conservative, common-sense stance accidentally embraced some liberal thinking this week.
A novelist who spreads falsehoods about Black males and Jews is an object of white feminist worship
In a recent February issue of The New Republic, the reviewer Jennifer Wilson includes a comment made about me by Salamishah Tillet in her book In Search of The Color Purple: The Story of an American Masterpiece. In her book, she makes insubstantial claims about my criticism of the film, The Color Purple. She writes about my novel, Reckless Eyeballing, that I “turned Walker into the fictional character Tremonisha Smarts, who gains fame for writing Wrongheaded Man, a play about a black man who goes around bashing and raping women that is so successful that the white feminist theater producer Barbara Sedgwick wants to adapt it into a movie.” No such character exists in my novel. Tillet provides no evidence that the character is based upon Alice Walker, nor does the character Ian Ball, despite his psychological problems, rape women. She says that the assailant in the novel is “unknown.” She hasn’t read the book.
The Guardian has amended an article decrying the “phallic” necktie as a symbol of “white male power” to correct an erroneous assertion that it is based on the codpiece.