
Don’t Laugh, But British Feminists Have Formed Their Own ‘Women’s Equality Party’
Have you heard about the UK’s new Women’s Equality Party? Well, you’re a Breitbart reader, so I’ll presume no. Allow me to darken your day.

Have you heard about the UK’s new Women’s Equality Party? Well, you’re a Breitbart reader, so I’ll presume no. Allow me to darken your day.

As one of the leading lights of the social justice movement, I consider it a moral obligation to inform my disciples of innovative new ways to demonstrate their superiority in moral and political correctness over conservatives, and the proletariat in general.

They say that artists can be unreliable narrators of their own lives. But perhaps no public figure in history has struggled with self-knowledge as consistently as Randi Harper, the “anti-harassment activist” who, as we revealed in Part One, is probably the most persistent and obnoxious troll on the internet.

These are the words of Randi Harper, an activist who runs a charity set up to prevent online abuse. Yes, you read that correctly.

It’s terrible that by mere accident of birth, some people are afforded benefits and opportunities that are denied to others.

Finally, the recognition I deserve. I’m delighted to share with readers that I’ve just been appointed the first visiting professor of Men’s Studies at Oberlin College.

As you can tell from the byline on this story, I’m part Greek, which is why I’m currently lifting your wallet while we have this conversation. No offence to my Hellenic brothers and sisters, but we don’t exactly have a reputation for financial honesty.

Agency for Games, a consultancy firm headed by games blogger Leigh Alexander, “didn’t help sales one bit,” according to Tale of Tales, an independent video games company that recently announced its closure.

Poor Eamonn Holmes! He didn’t know what hit him this morning, when I appeared on Sky News to reveal the awkward truth that gay “hate crime” is basically a thing of the past.

As America comes to terms with a monstrous shooting in Charleston that has left nine churchgoers dead, bewildered members of the public are seeking rationality in apparently wanton and inscrutable crimes. We may never know quite what drives some people to

Even his name, in British slang at least, is another word for flatulence. But lovable, mega-rich windbag Donald Trump is having the last laugh. I know this because Trump is doing what I and all internet-savvy provocateurs do: he is trolling the Establishment.

Former Uber driver and male-to-female transsexual Barbara Ann Berwick is making headlines after winning a potentially game-changing employment case against the tech firm. But former employees of a phone-sex company run by Berwick in the 1990s claim she is guilty of the same violations of employment law of which she is now accusing Uber.

The endless celebration and mollycoddling of homosexuals in the media has transformed the genteel, camp rightsists of the 1950s into brash, glitter-drenched Pride queens. If for no other reasons than manners and aesthetics, we ought to think about shoving the next generation back into Narnia.

Women drop out of science and maths in alarming numbers, not because there are sinister and mysterious patriarchal forces at play, but because they either can’t cut it in highly competitive environments or they simply change their minds about what they want from life.

This week, a courageous civil rights champion by the name of Rachel Dolezal bravely revealed her true identity to the world: she is a black woman trapped in the body of a honky and has been tanning and getting weaves for the last ten years whilst president of her local NAACP chapter in order to live life as her authentic self and shake off her “crackersona.”

Spring being a tough act to follow, God created June. Regular readers of this column will recall that the author bravely came out of the closet as trans-black in April, following years of misery in which my innate blackness felt like a

One of the most frustrating things about debating feminists and feminist academics is how readily they reach for words such as “abuse,” “harassment” and “safety” – particularly, it seems, when they are losing the argument. Yesterday I debated Dr Emily

The great thing about Apple Pay is that you don’t have to actually touch another human being at any point in the transaction, nor need their sweaty prole hands drip all over your dollar bills or the change that emerges from their pathogen-soaked cash register.

Britain’s National Health Service is on a drive to recruit more blood donors. Predictably, Twitter is ablaze with whining homosexuals complaining that they can’t donate.

The Women’s World Cup has just started. Now, I know the polite thing to do is to pretend it’s just as thrilling as the men’s version. But I’m not trying to sleep with any blue-rinse bints on Gender Studies programmes, so I don’t have to pretend to like terrible things just to get a shag.

In Britain, no one tells the truth about really serious stuff. It’s not in the national character. So reporters had to do some maths this week to work out that, according to official statistics, 27 per cent of all deaths in England and Wales are abortions.

Sorry to burst your bubble, bros, but let me run you through the major plot points again. A load of women are chained up and made to wear floaty revealing outfits, impregnated by a megalomaniacal blonde villain (I heard that!) until they finally snap and make a run for it.

Porn star Mercedes Carrera described it earlier today as “a bad amateur sex tape from an attention-seeking histrionic.” She was being too generous… but let’s plough on.

In April, I challenged Feminist Frequency host Anita Sarkeesian to debate me some time around the E3 conference in Los Angeles this month.

It’s an exciting day in in the world of gaming. Today marks the release of Hatred, the highly anticipated ultra-violent shoot-em-up game that has attracted widespread outrage across across the gaming and mainstream press. Social justice warriors, falling pathetically in line