Women run are the protocol directors of the place. Men retreat from public holdings from boredom, a yawn, let them have it. Women run the machine with womanish, whatver, that is, trying to have everyone get along as one big happy village.
Meanwhile, a secret alliance of men, tried of being war castrated, declare war on the women protocol machine and have bandit guerilla wars with them as a test of their will to see what the woman are made of and whether, they are able to maintain themselves. A funny funny scenario to be played out as well as the effeminate spineless men who decide to stay and fight with and for the women.
Let the resistance live!!!
I once was entering a borders and tried to enter a door and a woman laughed haughtely at me with an air of superiority as I tried to enter past her instead of doing what she thought should have been done, what she deserved and merited simply for being female. I did not hold the door open for her. I have absolutely no reason whatsoever to have any bit of respect for women. I think the era of the gentleman is over, and have
nothing in my life that would inspire or cause me to have any respsect for a female whatsoever. Until death, may they rot on a stake.