It's easy to hold fictional concepts to standards we cannot hold to ourselves, but there's no reason to whatsoever...

Allow me to present to you: the modern woman...

...who has never had a single aspirational, inspirational, or ambitious thought or impulse in her entire life that didn't revolve entirely around someone else (usually a man), at long last, after soo much unjust waiting on her part, finally recognizing her intrinsic worth ~aS a wOmAn~ and simply forking over anything and everything she was always entitled to all along, on demand and no questions asked...

Next, allow me to present to you the mirror argument:

I'ts difficult to aspire toward fictional concepts that embody standards we can't ever fully achieve, but there's no reason whatsoever not to at least try, apart from appealing to the very, very simplistic internal drives of "I hate women who are hotter than me" & "Why doesn't Dr. Chad Alphabuck$ want to marry me even though we had sex?" etc...

Going on ten years since The Zoe Post, and I see that a new generation of deluded bittercunts is ripe for the trolling.