I just listened to her episode from the other day. Had never heard her name, podcast, etc prior. After listening, I still have no reason to know her name, podcast, etc. (And she certainly doesn't need to know or value mine...and I give no shits either way, past this post.)
I feel we live in this bizarro world presently, where everyone expects, demands to be liked, appreciated, included, valued, heard, represented, etc. For me (past a basic extension of value and care we all should allow one another cordially) that mindset represents the ultimate vision of entitlement.
I don't care. Don't need to care. As much as you, they, whomever doesn't need to care about me.
We are not deserved anything. And that entire rant of hers felt like an attitude where something was deserved, and it wasn't given, and an issue seemingly exists exists because it wasn't given. This is a fundamental flaw in daily life. If YOU want to like me, or hate me, or most likely feel indifference, who gives a shit? I try to never ask for anything from anyone, as in the world we truly exist in, you need to earn, survive, and try to thrive on your own. Friends and family can be wonderful gifts, curses, or absent. But the world I live in, versus the fantasy world she and many, seem to live in, are vastly different. You aren't owed anything, and no one needs to care. You receive things via work, and if people appreciate you that's a plus.
Also, for a culture born on valuing the individual, wow do we ever thrive in the desire to place ourselves and others, into fragmented clubs. Who cares what gender, race, age, etc someone is? If a person bonds first and foremost via such "defining traits" then to me, that feels entirely bigoted and narrow minded. We should look at another and ideally embrace differences, rather than look solely for similarities to bond from.
Speaking of differences, I remember wayback when, seeing this wacky Who-Dey guy on here. Going on about Munsters, jumping all over the place in many threads, having a peculiar, to me, mascot avatar, and I just scratched my head. A year or so later, I consider him a pretty genuine friend in my weekly life, despite those differences. And even despite the fact that he loves the Bengals!!! That dude is entirely different from me, and I'm happy about it, not put off at all.