It’s impossible to gauge what quotient of self-identified incels are so cancerously bitter at women that they encourage murderous rampages such as Elliot Rodger’s. But focusing on the ultraviolent freaks only serves to obscure the deeply sad fact that many young men out there feel that there is no place for them in this world—and certainly no empathy. If they dare to make a peep about the fact that many modern women are shallow, hateful, status-seeking, promiscuous whores, they are swatted down as misogynists, facts be damned. They know that there is zero sympathy in this culture for unsuccessful males and that if they dare to complain, they will immediately be slandered as another frightfully creepy Elliot Rodger in the making. They inhabit a world where there’s an anti-bullying advocacy group for every loser on the planet except white males—especially ones who can’t get laid.

All this quasi-morality is ultimately a kind of vague substitute for Christianity, its primary function being that it enables everybody to overlook the boundless egoism that is the essence of every workplace. The ignoble charade, any non-idiot can see, consists of pretending that we are all friends, or members of a family, or as the unbearably trite corporate types say, “good team members.” As in Europe, Christianity is gradually on the way out in America, so we should expect the workplace to become more and more suffused with this curious blend of Protestant priggishness and progressive ideology. After all, we must have some form of collective “morality,” at least until we kill each other off for diversity’s sake!

Is it just me or does this article come off as condescending and vaguely sexist?

Things have gotten so bad that biology has been replaced by chosen gender, with heavy penalties decreed for those who prefer the scientific interpretation of what is a man and what constitutes a woman.