Ich hasse Männer

It was a long journey to the rehabilitation of this female rage, but it is slowly finding its place and sheds a centuries-old taboo: It is written about, its roots are being identified, it gets compared to the male rage, in short: It exists. We have to cherish this place and kindle this rage's flame inside of us. A rage that demands justice, that calls out for redemption, that keeps us from falling into resignation. It is our rage that holds men liable for their actions and gives wings to our revolutions.

I Hate Men