Imagine for a moment you were without agency... a slave to your immaturity and hobbled by a society which caters to your whims as a youngster, almost guaranteeing you will never learn to excel at the truly important aspects of life.

A life without honor sounds like a nightmare to me.

Permanently dissatisfied with your station, your mates, your emotions etc... is it any wonder we see women as borderline insane?

Pity is a far more appropriate response to this condition than hate. We don't hate the disabled for being so... We don't deride the retarded, autistic or otherwise mentally handicapped. Born into a place with no access to education? Pity...

So next time you feel your blood boil because a woman is being... a woman, pause and consider that you were very close to being in their shoes. I'm not saying women have no redeeming qualities, of course they do. But which among you would willingly trade places with them?

Leave the hate behind, and have a little compassion.

But for the grace of god there go I.