"Oh yeah, how did it go?" She's already been pretty much red-pilled, but I didn't want to lead the discussion. I wanted to make her feel special after a hard day of work. She works in the service industry at a venue located close to where the march took place in my city.
"Ummm...it was okay. My store made a lot of money. It was just...well, a lot of estrogen," she answered.
"Oh. Estrogen yeah that's cool." I mean I guess it's cool. She's a woman, right? I scrutinized her, looking for a reaction. "Oh, you hated it, didn't you!"
"Yeah, it was bad. So pushy, indecisive yet demanding," she went on.
So I decided to give her a big hug, "Don't worry you're safe now. I won't let those feminists get you. Why don't I make dinner and we can find something patriotic to watch?" I really felt bad for her after dealing with all of those feminists.
"Sure," she said. "Well you pick a movie. You should let me cook though."
Even normal women who grew up in blue states are starting to dislike feminists!