The End of Men

by Christina Sweeney-Baird

‘Do you feel loved?’ I ask, desperately elongating this goodbye,

At least we are a family of women. I think this every day and it makes everything seem better. My father left when I was small. Our greatest weakness has become a strength.

I have never felt so powerful. This must be what men used to feel like. My mere physical presence is enough to terrify someone into running. No wonder they used to get drunk on it.

Reversal of power - beginnings of a matriarchy?

This is all a conspiracy. It’s all the work of women; no other explanation is possible.

Fear has turned into sexism

We have seen men wage war since the dawn of time. Nobody wins the wars men fight.

‘You can’t do that.’ Ah, the confidence of the mediocre white man.

Women are now 57 per cent less likely to die of heart attacks because treatment protocols have changed to recognise the different symptoms men and women experience.

The foundations of society are now evolved around women

‘It was a spectator sport. We had to watch and wait, the sexist notion of womanhood writ large by a disease.

The archetypal woman that is left behind

None of this is my fault. Why don’t I have the right to just sit and wait for my train without being hassled?”

Hilariously ironic as this is how women feel everyday.

I’m grateful she will never know the pain of losing so much and yet, what a thing to not understand what has been lost.

Is it better to know love and lose it than to never know love at all?

For the first time in the history of the world, women are fully in control of the way our stories are told.