Charlotte Proudman – inaugural Toxic Feminist of the Month award winner

A few days ago we declared Charlotte Proudman – an odious 27-year-old feminist barrister, who has objectified men on social media – the winner of this month’s ‘Whiny Feminist of the Month’ award. The award-winning design team have finally got through a backlog of work, and were about to start on the award certificate this morning, when it occurred to me that ‘whiny’ is too mild a word to describe women such as Ms Proudman. And so the idea emerged of a new monthly award, for feminists who make it their mission to poison relations between men and women through making public statements, humiliating men etc.

The Toxic Feminist of the Month award was therefore not inspired by Sandi Toxic, but by Ms Proudman. Her award certificate is below, we hope you agree the image is appropriate. It will also be used from time to time for future Lying Feminist of the Month awards.

 

Belinda Brown: Man-hating feminists corrode the love and respect of men for women

Very good. Men-hating feminists know, of course, that they’re corroding the love and respect of men for women, and vice versa. It’s one of the things that drives them.

Belinda was impressive in the course of a 20-minute discussion about Charlotte Proudman – an odious 27-year-old feminist barrister, who we hope will soon have a change of career to barista – on Woman Sour last Thursday, and we shall be publishing it on our YouTube channel shortly. We’ll also be launching a new award, inspired by Ms Proudman.

Jeremy Corbyn, new leader of the Labour party

So Jeremy Corbyn now leads the Labour party. He’s committed to handing 50% of shadow cabinet positions to women, a move which has proved very successful in France and Scotland – if you measure success in terms of 50% of cabinet ministers being women, anyway. Given that some of the more experienced female Labour MPs have already told him to take a running jump, it should be entertaining to see who will remain. We can be sure there’ll be plenty of hatchet-faced women in the shadow cabinet, maybe including the Eagle sisters. Joy.

Harriet Harman is more likely to cook a full English breakfast for her resident patriarch, Jack Dromey MP, than Jeremy Corbyn ever become prime minister, or so political commentators seem to be implying. If they’re wrong, a taste of what’s in store for men and boys can be deduced from Corbyn’s radical feminist campaigning document, Working With Women. My hunch is that it was written by Special Snowflake, in association with the ladies at the Fawcett Society.

Kevin Vardy petitions Jeremy Hunt, Health Secretary, to introduce a prostate cancer national screening programme

Petitions for men’s issues seldom gain much traction, but I thank Chloe for pointing me to one which has secured over 49,000 signatures.

In the UK, as many men die from prostate cancer as women die from breast cancer. £350 million p.a. is spent on national screening programmes for female-specific cancers, £0 for male-specific cancers.

Kevin Vardy (53) has been diagnosed with aggressive and extensive prostate cancer, and the condition is terminal. His petition to Jeremy Hunt, Health Secretary, has secured over 49,000 signatures. I’ve just signed it, and urge you to do likewise, maybe leaving a comment too. Some background to the petition is here, and you can get to the petition here. Information on a new, more accurate test for prostate cancer is here.

Please take a little time to show your support for Kevin Vardy’s initiative. Thank you.

Fiona Sturges: ‘Feminazi row: Work isn’t the place to tell me that I look nice.’

Our thanks to Cheryl for this, in today’s Independent on Sunday. It follows the story of the 57-year-old lawyer who complimented a 27-year-old barrister on her LinkedIn photo.

Cheryl writes, “I’m sick to death of silly women claiming men have been overwhelmed with desire for them in the office, on public transport etc. Either they’re fantasising or (less likely) men have found this is a tactic worth trying with gullible women. The second paragraph of the piece is ridiculous:

It happened to me last year when a male colleague told me I looked well, which sounds innocuous enough but what he actually said, in a small office in which we were alone, was, “Wow, you look well. Really well. Seriously, you look great,” while giving me the up and down with his eyes, at which point my discomfort was such that I was ready to throw myself out of the window. And yet there he was, in his cack-handed way, trying to pay me a compliment.”

We must assume that while Ms Sturges was ‘ready’ to throw herself out of the window, she didn’t actually do so.