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And today …

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Article linked here.  A small quote:

The comments and lascivious stares from men have faded away the older I’ve gotten, leaving an understandable sense of relief. But alongside that is a slightly embarrassing feeling of insecurity that, with every year that goes by, I become more and more invisible to men.

Not sure why anyone would catcall that mess to begin with, actually.

Sort of like the law of physics “You can not create or destroy Matter”.  Her anger is never destroyed, the energy just goes into a new complaint.

She was outside washing the windows one Sunday morning and came back into the house furious “I’ve had three cars beeping their horns and men shouting sexual comments at me!”

3 weeks later, another Sunday morning window washing and she comes back into the house furious again “do you know not one car beeped or whistled at me!!”

It’s pure insanity what’s going on in their tiny tiny minds.

Avoid at all costs.