An illustration of how "trans-inclusion" voices are intentionally destructive to women's running

Hot take: Women who like women make better feminists than misogynists do

Alison Wade is a fortysomething running fan who identifies as She/Her/You're Blocked, depending on who’s making the identification. Wade maintains an e-newsletter called Fast Women dedicated to women’s distance running, a sport she actively seeks to deface in various ways, as well as women’s victimhood, in which she will enter the Hall of Fame in her first year of eligibility. (Wade recently moved her newsletter to Substack with the rest of the cool folx, which will make her weekly yapfests more searchable going forward than she'd probably like.)

Perhaps Wade pretends even to herself that her editorial wanderings are, on balance, pro-woman. This unlikely given the evidence—not just her on-the-record remarks, but the events and trends she dubiously ignores.

Wade is the kind of “liberal” feminist who in her early twenties probably imagined having it all one day without any men involved—just her, a degree from one of around four thousand allegedly esteemed New England liberal arts colleges, a big ol’ brain, and a willingness to complain from an elitist perch about “injustices” that are usually just prickly features of life that normal people can tolerate without repeated fits of vulvospasm.

Once these women are old enough to realize it was all a joke, and that lots of their peers and classmates are in fact happily married with kids and jobs and athletic talent, they start to hit back. They hate the men who rejected them and the women those men consort with. The white ones all look about the same, and they all sound about the same, lingering around distance running for some reason despite rarely doing it anymore, never having been any good at it, and wanting to demolish or eject half of the people involved.

These are neo-harpies, and the will of the neo-harpy trends implacably toward demolition and then tip-toeing away as if not having helped catalyze something needless, dispiriting, and retarded.

Some presumably thimble-dicked kid from an affluent Boston suburb decided he should disrupt the recently completed girls’ indoor track season in Massachusetts, where Wade lives. To make his point, he even taunted the girls whose races his grandstanding infested.

Years ago, Wade herself was already telling girls like the ones faced with this precociously clownish figure to just deal with it. She’s so adamant about denigrating talented girls that she thinks “College coaches account for the non-girls in girls’ races when recruiting, so it’s all good” looks like a fair and logical attitude.

This is a small sampling of her rambling on the topic of “inclusion.” But while she's an idiot when hijacked by any number of Wokish pathologies, she's slimy-smart enough to keep her head down when predictably grotesque things happen to girls and women as a consequence of exactly the situations that perk her up.

But the scuttling of female-only sports spaces seems less ominous than, say, male rapists who merely say “I’m a woman” being sent to women’s prisons to serve their sentences. You see, it turns out that the kind of men with histories of raping women don’t hesitate to—get this—exploit clear, seemingly intentional loopholes in “correctional” facilities throughout the rapidly dying West so that they can keep on raping women!

(As a bonus, by avoiding the men's prisons where they belong, these rapists can avoid being ass-raped themselves.)

None of the skanklord-class ”feminists” saw that one coming. so, just to be consistent, none of the skanklords are talking about this abominable trend. (How many judges around the world are being bribed, apparently by World Economic Forum and Holy See pederasts, to have effected this veritable explosion in demented and cruel prison-system outcomes?)

To my knowledge, Wade hasn’t mentioned these rapes or the “Chloe” saga in her home state; to the same knowledge, neither has her current hero/heroine/heretic in the elite-running world, a narcissistic dimwit and otherwise unremarkable butch lesbian in effect calling herself blank-bootied.

Any why would Wade or Erin Strout or anyone in their embittered online armies of censorious and resentful harridans remark on this open derogation of young female athletes by an obviously malevolent male as well the officials who allow such nonsense to proceed? They love it.

They really do. They hate how their lives turned out and think no one sees how obvious it is that anyone who alternates between 1) lionizing world-class women runners, 2) bashing the men in these women's orbit, and 3) cheering on thinly costumed males who derogate girls’ and women’s championship-level running is motivated by one unifying force: conscious and unconscious intragender spite. Not by a desire to fix or improve anything, but by a simmering, ever-spreading puddle of grudge.

They are allowed to be this way, they believe, because they and their machinations didn’t turn out to have any personal appeal or power in the world, and so they're relegated to grousing and trying to drag decency and excellence into the mire of unfulfilled dreams with them. And who in such a position, cursed with the lifelong belief they are entitled to better, wouldn’t react in such peevish ways?

But pretending that the garbage-policies they support as a result of this jaundiced worldview are remotely tenable, let alone righteous, is the wrong move. Unathletic cancel-crones shouldn't have a vote in elite sports, let alone the heft to bitch them up.

It really is okay to just shut people like these down. They can take it; cultural insanity is enjoying unprecedented momentum on its side; bozettes like Wade who hate women will maintain sizable female followings, and cosplay mavens like this dude will keep getting paid.

Imagine some guy walking up to Nikki Hiltz and kicking her in the crotch. The public reaction would be the same from both normal people and the pro-degradation Wokish: That was an instance of violence toward women. And if the same guy walked up the Seafolly dude and kicked him in the crotch, no one alive would think, “Wow, that was a mean thing to do to a woman whose labia are clearly inflamed and swollen as it is.”

In other words, they drop the charade given a sufficiently grim and unexpected jolt of reality.

It’s unclear what the virtue-signaller identifying as David Roche would think about any of it, as he’s too much of a chump to defend, and in the below case preserve, what he says.

If Roche is going to insist on perpetrating a coaching swindle while blocking observers who deign to deride his blinkered contributions, I think he should have to post a photo of himself dressed like “Miss” Seafolly; plenty of Polaroids like it are, according to ribald yet solemn speculation, already secreted around his house.

This ongoing accommodation of loonies, harpies, and griftorious frauds should stop. The only endpoint, or floor, for everyone else in the absence of boisterous pushback is no endpoint at all, just more gaslighting and increasingly unlikely perturbations to collective comfort framed as “preserving democracy.”

Citizen running, like the dilapidated citizenry itself, will forevermore consist mostly of the enfeebled, the disposable, the frazzled, and the despicable, if the Internet is to be trusted. But enough of these preventable antisocial stunts, including sexual assaults, at girls’ and women's championship meets and especially in women’s hoosegows—even if the very women who cheered for the institution and rise of this crap aren't saying a word about their “success” in the feminist arena now.