The women was now the center of the universe. It turned out that everything before the revolution had been wrong somehow and that it of course was men who was responsible for all the badness. Accusations of wrongdoing towards women was instant branding with the promise that you would never become anything anywhere.
Deceitfulness, lies and slander was good and women saw that their real friends and supporters among the men were the financial scoundrels preferably with a gambling problem and a few tattoos.
All should be good. Well the bubble burst and more scandinavians than ever lived alone, but in the female reality everything was better. Inequality rose, unemployment rose and at the same time women decided that it would be better if men did not spend time on welfare. They should work.
So they began a psychological flogging of unemployed men, they were to blame for everything, if they had not lost their jobs our societies would have been heaven. It made perfect sense to them.
It somehow also made perfectly sense to them that Julian Assange was a hater of women and did not want poor little afghan girls to go to school.
In the little kingdom of Denmark were princes and princesses otherwise live so happy things started to slide in all the wrong directions. Something needed to be done. The people or the realm decided to throw out our little corpulent incompetent imitation of Musolini and opt for a progressive new first female primeminister.
She even got international support from Tony Blair and Bill Clinton, now things would really improve and the glory of the feminazi society would be restored.
She proclaimed that we all needed to work more and that the former government actually had did everything correct they just lacked that womans touch.
To be continued...