It’s really not an exaggeration, I’ve had the misfortune of interacting with a few “SJW” college types. So completely ignorant of the real world, but so judgmentally certain that anything they disagree with is evil (even though they reject that construct) and it sends them into a panic attack whenever they encounter something upsetting. They’re seriously damaged people, and they’re being coddled which only makes it worse.
My dad was a career prison guard.
As part of his job, they taught him self defense stuff, plus he picked up all the jail-fighting tactics, too.
When he came home at night, he’d roll me out of bed to show me his latest trick.
I was maybe 9 or 10 when he started that, and I’ll never forget what he said;
“Now , because you’re a runt, you’re gonna have to always fight dirty to survive.”
And then he taught me how, and it that was how he raised me.
He let me shoot guns from the time I was big enough to hold them and for my ‘sweet 16’ birthday, he bought me one of my own.
I may be rather rough around the edges for a “lady”, but I can survive in the woods.
All of the above is probably why I love TWD so much.
The women who survive are rough around the edges, too.
:)