Feminism
I Don’t Care About Andrew Tate
Apathy is self-care
Controversy has kicked off around Andrew Tate and I’m really willing myself to care, but the shits just aren’t coming.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s hilarious he managed to own himself so badly that he ended up in a cell. I will miss Twitter if it goes because the meme game has been strong.
But in terms of his dangerous, misogynistic rhetoric? Yawn. We’ve heard it all before. Tate, like so many before him, is just a wind-up merchant. There’s no chance he believes anything he’s saying; he’s admitted as much himself. He just wants attention. Congratulations, it worked.
If he’s found guilty of sex trafficking, and that’s a big if, it would put him on another level, but for now he’s just your average, everyday sexist.
Remember when Dapper Laughs was momentarily cancelled for joking about raping women?
How about when Danny Dyer, in his ill-fated column for Zoo magazine (RIP), advised a reader to ‘cut’ his ex-girlfriend’s face, so ‘no one else will want her’?
