You know why there is no war on women in their minds? Because there are no women. Women don’t exist as actual human beings. If somebody tried to make the war on cockroaches or the war on dust mites into a centerpiece of a political campaign, I would also be quite annoyed. “Come on,” I’d say. “Don’t we have more important issues at stake than the reproductive rights of cockroaches?” And I’d feel completely justified in my opinions, too.
The reason why I care about abortion rights is not because I want to get an abortion. I never have and I don’t want to start now. It’s because I don’t think I’m a cockroach. I have this annoying tendency to see myself as a valid human being. How totally silly of me, right?

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