New Zealand is the progressive capital of the Anglosphere, and naturally that includes a strong dose of radical feminism. As we have been pointing out at The Spearhead since its inception, feminism leads to rather loutish behavior on the part of women.
During the “Rhythm and Vines” festival, a three-day party in Ginsborne, NZ, culminating on New Year’s Eve, hundreds of revelers drank and drugged themselves into a medically significant stupor.
Paramedics were astonished by the hordes of inebriated, disoriented women who ended up in their “detox tent” — a sort of impromptu drunk tank they set up in the field. According to Shane Clapperton, who was in charge of the 30 medics working the tent, 90% of the casualties struck down by the Bacchanalian plague were women.
Lest randy young men think it was all sweetness and ecstatic abandon, the side of effects of intoxication were not all that alluring:
“A lot of times their friends are concerned about them, so have brought them … to make sure they’re going to be okay and to provide a place where they can have a lie-down.”
Mr Clapperton said staff dealt with 300 patients over New Year’s Eve.
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These included injured people and others who had become unwell after consuming alcohol and Ecstasy, with side-effects including vomiting and diarrhoea.
New Zealand’s radical “equality” has brought the world a preponderance of stumbling, barfing “ladies” who couldn’t even prevent themselves from crapping their pants at a music concert (if, indeed, they were still wearing pants at all at the time).
Yet still, men like Clapperton brave the carnage to provide them with help and protection despite their self-inflicted shame.
The greatest irony of all is that our so-called civic leaders will demand and enforce their version of gender equality, and then in the same breath insist that men boot up and attend to the mess created by these infantile, “liberated” women.
