Look! The True Essence of Feminism!
You know what? I'm a softie. I feel sorry for this sad, lonely, disturbed individual.
But seriously, every feminist on earth has a little bit of this woman inside of herself -- or himself. The proportion will vary. Sometimes it is full strength, as we see here. Other times it is a barely discernible tincture. But if you haven't got at least a drop of this stuff in your psychology, then I can safely pronounce you a non-feminist. And if you insist on calling yourself a feminist, then I must conclude that you do indeed have at least a drop of this stuff in your psychology. For what you see here is the binding element that links ALL feminists in a magnetic chain of karma or, if you will, a common moral destiny.
So remember, if you even so much as call yourself a feminist, then this is what you are in bed with. It's your choice, whether to call yourself a feminist or call yourself something else.
By the way, I heartily agree with the part about "our heroes are all wrong". But flush the rest of this down the toilet, please!