I’m now binge reading all JK Rowling murder mysteries and I can’t get over people thinking that she’s a radical feminist. In the series, a beautiful, slender young woman with golden hair falls in love with a fat, hairy, chain-smoking, one-legged guy who’s so broke he sleeps in his office. Obviously, anybody who ever stood next to a feminist would wonder why there are no novels about a beautiful golden-haired young guy falling in love with a fat, hairy, one-legged… and so on.
Words really mean nothing any more. I saw a woman on Twitter today claim that she’s a Marxist who doesn’t believe in economic forces.