Thing is, I don’t think anybody who reads this, which is from one of those right wing accounts harvesting grievances about modern women, is actually going to do this. This is just a nice little movie the reader can play in their head or a salve-daydream they escape into in moments of loneliness before returning to porn addiction, a hamster wheel job, or NEETdom.
That’s kind of the sad thing. This is obviously just engagement bait for reactionary boomers, but a lot of people would legitimately benefit from logging off and having a conversation with a stranger in real life instead of spending 12 hours a day alternating between arguing on the internet and watching porn. This is almost broken clock territory.