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This comic, published in my alma mater's campus newspaper, has caused a feminist-type stir.


This may come as a shock, but the man whose philosophy was used to justify Naziism and genocide wasn't really all that big on the rights of the weaker/shifty/uterine-ruled/irrational cow-sex:

And finally, woman! One-half of mankind is weak, chronically sick, changeable, shifty -- woman requires . . . a religion of the weak which glorifies weakness, love and modesty as divine: or better still, she makes the strong weak - she succeeds in overcoming the strong. Woman has always conspired with decadent types - the priests, for instance - against the "mighty," against the "strong," against men.

And here, too, is a favorite:

Are you a slave? If so, you cannot be a friend. Are you a tyrant? If so, you cannot have friends. In woman, a slave and a tyrant have all too long been concealed. For that reason, woman is not yet capable of friendship: she knows only love. In a woman's love is injustice and blindness towards all that she does not love. And in the enlightened love of a woman, too, there is still the unexpected attack and lightning and night, along with the light. Woman is not yet capable of friendship: women are still cats and birds. Or, at best, cows.

(Thanks to Feministing for the heads-up).