"If you don't agree with the feminist scolds, then you're not a real woman, even if you are a very feminine working mom. But even if you're an actual man, never mind a childless feminist who looks like a Bulgarian weightlifter in drag, you're a real woman solely because you nod your head like a windup clapping monkey every time you read the latest editorial from Ms. Magazine."—Jim Quinn, professional dipshit and co-host of the syndicated radio show The War Room with Quinn & Rose. You may recognize Quinn as the charming gentleman who recently referred to NOW as the National Organization for Whores.
You know, it's not like there's a shortage of legitimate criticisms that could made about feminism as a comprehensive movement (which is a perilous vision of feminism to begin with, but that's a whole other post): It hasn't sufficiently recognized intersectionalities, leaving far too much room for racism, transphobia, fatphobia, ageism, ableism, and classism, it hasn't even begun to effectively challenge sexism in the media in an organized way, and it's fraught with generational tensions, just for a start.
So you'd think that anti-feminists would have no trouble finding some basis for their criticisms that vaguely resemble reality—but every time some useless drip of dogwank like Quinn goes off on "the feminists," they always invoke some pile of rubbish to rail against that looks nothing like actual feminism. So tiring. Get a new shtick already.