Not Fight Club, But Feminism Club! by Mrs Vera West

The latest in the gender agenda war is that feminism clubs are being established in schoolyards right across the country, to fight for gender equality which has still not come, and never will, and to  attack “white male privilege” and “hegemonic masculinity,” you know, the usual nonsense: http://www.theaustralian.com.au/national-affairs/education/victorian-schools-adopt-antiprivilege-feminist-clubs/news-story/abcabe64665c4aa1e134354979daa730.

This sort of compost is produced by academic feminists by the truckloads each day at tax payer funded universities. These women, or womyn, are all well paid. They are well fed, and warmly wrapped in their traditional Leftoid scarves, unlike the thousands of homeless men struggling to survive on our streets: http://www.homelessnessaustralia.org.au/index.php/about-homelessness/homeless-statistics.

As expected, the feminist collectives are being encouraged to develop in the light of family violence funding by the Victorian Labor government, and of course, supported by some of the Greens, who should be called in my opinion, the “Reds”: The Australian, April 28, 2017, p. 7. No, they are not funding an expansion of  family violence, but presumably are seeking to combat it.

However, it is Australian males of all races who need collectives, to begin to strike back against demasculinisation: https://www.amazon.com/Pussification-Effeminization-American-Doug-Giles/dp/1618081454. But, I expect that these  manly clubs or tribes will develop organically without the funding of the nanny state trying out its latest pc agenda. Men are naturally tribal creatures, as shown by anthropology and I look forward to male tribal groups developing in the future: https://www.amazon.com.au/Way-Men-Jack-Donovan-ebook/dp/B007O0Y1ZE. The lone individual is easily picked off. Safety is in numbers. That is why there is social organisation, armies and the like, because there are no superheroes.

No man is an island:
No man is an island,
Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thy friend’s
Or of thine own were:
Any man’s death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.
John Donne (1624)