a neurotypical cisgendered middle class heteroloveual and part time rapist was teaching a class on 4chan, the cathedral of misogyny
”before the class begins, you must get on your knees and worship gamergate and accept that it was the most successful social movement the world has ever known, even greater than third wave feminism!”
at this moment, a brave digendered heteromollusc wolfkin who had 900000 followers on tumblr and understood the necessity of dismantling the patriarchy and fully supported all acts of violence against men stood up and held up a picture of a man looking at a womyn
”explain why this isnt rape, stufflord”
the oppressor stufflord smirked quite rapingly and smugly mansplained “you cant rape people by looking at them you stupid SJW”
”wrong. staring at people violates their personal space and can trigger them. if the patriarchy, as you say, isn't real... then he would've been arrested by now”
the cisgendered stufflord was visibly shaken, and dropped his chalk and his used carrot. he stormed out of the room crying those manbaby tears. the same tears MRAs cry for the "falsely accused of rape" (who today live in such luxury that most sleep in the top bunk of their prison beds) when they evilly try to prevent the imprisonment of inevitable future rapists. there is no doubt that at this point our professor, jace connors, wished he had pulled himself up by his bootstraps and become more than a filthy misogynist neckbeard. he wished so much that he had a girlfriend to comfort him, but he himself had rejected them!
the students applauded and all donated to feminist frequency that day and accepted anita sarkeesian as their lyrd and savior. a small transgender girl identifying as an eagle named “equality” flew into the room and perched atop the LGBTQA+ flag and shed a tear on the chalk. its picture was reblogged several hundred times, and the leader of the patriarchy himself showed up and killed himself in the classroom.
the professor lost his tenure and was castrated the next day. he retreated into the hovels of his mancave and was never seen again
