We must preface this informative entry of literary genius by stating that we’re in no way referencing the ownership of one by another. We are merely adducing a definitive glimpse into the inner-workings of the modern female, soup to nuts.
Realities of Natural Law
Under the spine-busting yoke of “wokism”, we tend to casually idealize contemporary women as strong, independent, and man’s equal in every way. Women’s unique and quintessential attributes have been devalued by repulsive and simple-minded feminists, as they’re inaccurately measured against a man’s criterion.
This is a self-defeating task for any female, yet in woke culture, the man-handled masses pretend not to notice, for fear of social banishment. The woman, as is the man, are equal and essential components in Mankind’s most fundamental amalgamation, preservation relies on this co-dependency.
A woman’s responsibilities in a healthy relationship, far exceed a man’s capacity and vice versa. Brute force and domination, as well as generalship, will never be attributes within a chick’s wheelhouse, and it’s fatally flawed to think any different.
Women
Unlike men, who are predominately restrained by a code of honor, sacrifice, and loyalty, women are quick to cut bait if their partner falters and stops producing. Although women have cornered the market on romanticism, men are genuine romantics and can suffer greatly for it. A guy generally won’t shack up with some dusty old vagina, whereas it’s commonplace to see a sexy, young diamond getting fucked by a weathered old-degenerate with a Lamborghini draped around his rotund carcass.
So are western women just materialistic whores and soulless pieces of trash?
Generally no. Just as quickly as we can assume the worst of womankind, we can equate men to slave-owning, genocidal perv’s that often make wild beasts seem like aristocratic gentlemen.
An insidious influence has undoubtedly altered the female archetype thru a subversive and ongoing campaign of manipulation and treachery. So effectively, the modern female archetype is almost unrecognizable and devolved from its natural form.
The greatest irony in this horrific tragedy is the complete and utter failure of “feminism”. A sorority of unstable and envious clowns, whose only claim to Womanhood is an unkempt and leaky, toxic beaver, spewing a biological man-repellent.
Certified by the Establishment as the omnipotent guardian of everything woman, 1st, the 2nd, and 3rd waves of these rabid jackals and their cock-farming counterparts have accomplished the complete opposite of this.
