Feminism is an endless exertion because it never takes
root. It cannot grow because it is lifeless. It is unnatural and spiritless. Its
effect is only ever the effort of the moment.
The ideals of feminism are not its agenda. It is a
sophistry playing on vanity. Its women are bimbos debauched by whispers of sweet
nothings. The masterminds are inhuman entities out for blood.
Woman is ruled by Man. Her “power” is His grace or tolerance
and nothing more. The fate of Woman shall always
be the will of Man. There is only “feminism” because it suits manly agendas.
Justice is unfair. It is the reaping of sowing, not
giving. It is quality, not equality. It is individual, not social. Freedom and
Justice are personal and one and the same. I see him in the mirror every day.
May there never be fairness. May there never be equality.
May we sow of our own accord and reap accordingly.
The struggle of good against evil may be fought in law
and politics but only because the entire universe is the battleground. The
heroes and masterminds are few but the fight is their fight. Everyone else is
either a bystander or cannon-fodder.
I am against “feminism” because I know its voice is that
of a lovely man pretending to be a woman. I know his real agenda. He is “brazen”
in name and deeds. Discern his name and you shall know his deeds. By his deeds
you shall know his agenda.






