I love how the plot requires an imaginary magical individual to work. IOW women really are too useless to fend for themselves against the tyranny of men and against criticism in general, and must rely on a witch -- a person who literally does not exist -- to make their point. A point which, BTW, is pure fucking cultural Marxism. You know if Billy wants to dress up like a princess then let him, what the fuck do I care. Either he'll figure it out in his teens or he won't and then he'll probably hang himself, in either case problem solved. No, it's the ramming it down our throats at every fucking opportunity that is what I have a problem with.