|Flyboy, get a life.|
As I have explained before, I used the term to describe my father, an incestuous rapist who maintained a veneer of obnoxious political correctness, reinforcing it with bouts of drunken violence if contradicted on ANYTHING, at least where I was concerned. My childhood was filled with statements like "No WOMAN would..." and "Trees feel pain!", followed up by ruptured eardrums and a flashlight broken over my back, apologised for in the morning by way of saying that it could have been a knife.
I realise now, that most left-wing P.C. intellectuals are not raving alchoholic sadists obsessed with cult mind-control techniques and conspiracy theories, in fact chances are against a P.C. Sensitive New Age Guy also being a rapist, but bear in mind out of two friends who were in relationships with self-professed "SNAGs", both ended up beaten. In short, if I want to call my father a feminazi, I will, and if you keep baiting me I will stick both my feet up your ass, rip your sphincter like a hair scrunchy, and dance in your ravaged ass meats. Metaphorically.