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“Sadly, a lot of what passes for feminism these days is just moaning about men, congratulating ourselves on nothing in particular, and mocking them for being big kids while doing everything we can to keep them that way.”

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Julie Burchill
Julie Burchill

Julie Burchill is a British writer born on July 3, 1959. Known for her sharp commentary and unique style, her work spans across various domains including politics, culture, and society. more

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