You women don’t know the first thing about your power

You women don’t know the first thing about your power.

If you stand in front of the corporate headquarters by the thousands by the tens of thousands and put yourselves in the way of the mercedesse of the boards, the lonely angry children, show them your contempt – and then offer deepest love, then something will change.

The manager is an unloved child. He wants to be loved. By his mother. He will do anything for that.