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First published January 1, 2015
Oh God, I can hear you thinking, not another funny feminist book! (And that's just the feminists.) We've already had one funny book about feminism in the entire history of feminism – Caitlin Moran's How to Be a Woman – we don't need another one, surely? At least not for another fifty or a hundred years, anyway. […] Jesus, you're thinking. These feminists will need their own bloody bookshops soon – to fit all these two books in.
I am a feminist. This means I think that all men are rapists, without exception. Even paralysed men, who can only move one eyeball. All rapists. Even my seven-year-old son is a rapist, and that is how I introduce him to people. ‘Have you met my son? He's seven. Rapist.’ That's what I think, because I am a feminist. Even dead men are rapists. A bit of soil and science doesn't stop them. Mud and physics is just more bureaucratic nonsense for them to negotiate their way around, like CCTV cameras and sentencing.
Christmas is banned in the ‘feminist community’, along with birthdays, wallpaper, nuance, giving people the benefit of the doubt and all music. Feminists only ever listen to one song, on a loop: k.d. lang's ‘Constant Craving’.
Comedy is all about context. It's about who is saying what, and why. What is their position in the world? Who is the person onstage? Are they high or low status? Are they a victim or a perpetrator? What is their ‘clown’, i.e. the unique thing about them that makes them funny? Are they even aware of what their clown is? What are they wearing? Are they a support act or a headline act? Where are you seeing them? In a basement, with five other people, or in a sold-out stadium? What do we know about the stand-up's personal life? Do they have a high profile or are they completely unknown?
Mary Shelley tampoco podía centrarse demasiado en el arrepentimiento, porque entra en la categoría de emoción, y las emociones son cosa de mujeres, junto con la depresión, la desesperación, la confusión, el vacío, la aprensión y la culpa. ¿He mencionado el sentimiento de culpa de las mujeres? Siempre la culpa. ¿Cuándo se acabará?