Yeah, I'm bored of those men too - but i'm also bored of their equal and opposite number. What you've got here is a methodology for fighting idiots by covering yourself in idiot sauce. The answer to the question of how to resolve an echo chamber of idiotic tub-thumpers is not to set up another one with a different flavour of genitals. This piece will get the requisite claps from the vagina side, derision from the penis side and I'm here to register an ongoing centre-ground ennui about the whole faux-conversation.