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You can’t explain it, not the profound sadness that most if not all women experience on the basis of being born women and being able to empathize with women. The type of sadness that relates to the assumption (or lack thereof) of a woman’s personhood, freedom, dignity, legitimacy, and autonomy. If seeing women as human, even in theory, may cost him a single orgasm, he will not do it. Nothing relating women will be approached or explored with curiosity or empathy. Only misogyny.(...)

No, men will never understand why women are sad as women. This perspective, if ever presented, simply would not register, and certainly never be seen as a valid assessment according to any value system he deems rational. It will never be anything worthy of a moral repudiation or an emotional response. Never.
They choose instead to believe that women are sad because they weren’t hot and young enough to be sex trafficked themselves. Men can only believe women are sad when men deny them, but the worst, most brutal, most painful, most heartbreaking sadness almost always comes when men pursue them. It’s so utterly backwards it feels like the only thing capable of getting through their skulls is a damn bullet.
I wish a race of aliens came to earth and found these ugly fuckers so valuable, desirable, and indispensable, they abduct, imprison, rape, and an anally impregnate them. They’ll finally be happy living life on “easy mode” by being Glorp’s concubines.

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Moids only use their brain matter to invent novel ways of being retarded. They have given us many new retarded methods to calculate now to best land their squirt in a hole. The only thing men are exceptionally good at is the production of sperm which far exceeds its demand. If you lived on a planet where all of your gametes were special and mattered, you could be milked like a cow too. You can finally find your niche in Glorp’s bed chambers.