I have Netflix, and in particular the series Maid, to thank for the startling discovery of how easy it is to slide into a form of man-hating — not a righteous feminist rage, but a sort of dopey, palliative, unthinking misandry.
Maid was released last month, and it’s already one of the stand-out Netflix successes of 2021.
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