I knew *exactly* what she looked like before checking her out on the web.
Oy!
Oy! I’ll hazard this guess — she had a lib mom and mean daddy, they split, little Erica was never Daddy’s beloved princess (girls need that), got steeped in man-hating feminism, has had shallow and unsuccessful relationships with men and has needed much attention, now as a self-proclaimed rabble rouser. But her 15 minutes will never satisfy.