More in conceit than in warmth

Jolyon continues to out-Jolyon himself.

What possesses him to keep calling her “Jo” in that infuriating way? He’s not her friend, so he doesn’t get to “Jo” her – especially since in his case it’s not just inappropriate familiarity, it’s also male condescension plus intrusion. It’s a deeply hostile act, so it makes his whiny “Y won’t you make a truce with me??” all the more passive-aggressive and obnoxious.

And then there’s telling her what she knows again. There’s telling her no good will come of fighting when he picks fights with everyone. There’s saying he tweeted at her “warmly” as if he were just the nicest kindest sweetest most cuddly man on the planet, when in fact he’s an aggressive Twitter bully.

And then there’s whining about the fact that she blocked him, when he’s blocked countless feminist women because we dare to dispute him.

They used to be so close, he whines.

Ah she asked him for help did she. So she was the supplicant and he was the benefactor. He’d like us to think that, wouldn’t he.

He wrote to her with warmth and in sadness, to try to persuade her that his superior wisdom could rescue her from this willful insistence on having her own opinions about whether men should be able to take over Being Women from us stupid weak useless female people. How warm and sad of him, and how patronizing and conceited and generally repulsive.

What an insufferable man.

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