Written like a women who doesn’t do any work now! How does she think food gets to her organic grocer? Who would make the wine she drinks to numb her brain? Who would drive the big trucks carryng her free (now that men aren’t in charge) feminine products? Oh wait, who would make them to begin with?
The same people who make all the wine, i thought - hot Italian babes who lift their skirts and go to town on the grapes with their dainty lil feet