I believe the following to be true:
Men are toast. There is nothing the world needs from men that can’t be done by a turkey baster. Old men are cranks and bores. Young men are a threat to public order. Any day now we’ll breed ‘em out, except for a few kept alive in zoos. The only thing that keeps them around now is sheer force of habit.
Men rule, and will rule tomorrow more than today. States are disintegrating; civil society is breaking down. We’ll be left with warring clans governed by principles of retribution on a structure of polygamy and patriarchy.
Do I contradict myself? Very well then I contradict myself. I am large, I contain multitudes.
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