March 8th International Women's Day the World Over

March 8th - International Women's Day The World Over Down to the wire, before this calendrical occasion doth expire, though arbitrary twenty four hour time set aside for guide ding hand of the supposed/purported fairer gender, yet human race, yet hide bound male oriented (patriarchal) must relinquish reigns of power and egoistic pride! Survival of species mandates, er... woman warrants segue way into an opportune winning moment for matriarchy, idea leaning in with my paunch just now while sitting on me bum issuing flatulence, while poised on haunch, this grand scheme to shift "mother" paradigm as kickstarter platform global campaign best Gaia hood launch (without no ifs, ands, nor buts) to staunch bloody, brutish, nasty... warlords indiscriminate raunch apparently linkedin with machismo animal, banal, carnal activity...in apropos for those supposed "men at work" dough boys in many industries hesitant to allow management to incorporate diversity and flow with admixture to tone down militaristic stance heavily saturating gunning product endorsements sans, toys for tots miniature weapons bought as a la carte, bons with child size meal, some ideally meant to spark vitiate, unleash, trigger, spur rapidly snarling tussling among yips and playful puppy like bark aggressive competitive purchasers devices snapped up on a lark, that ravenously mesmerize, glow with a Noah ville paginated arc predominantly helping boys shine lasers to find their way in the dark, these "FAKE" trappings priming gun toting mindset at crucial stark age to inculcate impressionable embryonic seeded inquisitiveness sophisticated electronic goodies, sans quark thought processes, advertisers nudging with everlasting lifelong indelible mark steering stereotype cast gender bias buzzfeeding future enlistees, earmark kings military industrial complex edifice for tomorrow's psychologically finagled jackknifed, psyched...indoctrinated trademark most likely completely overhauled with able bodied, confidant, daring... females at the helm, who would quickly disable, where future teeters on the brink of apocalypse, rousing the ghost of lovely legs Elizabeth Ruth "Betty" Grable, whar fight'n World War II boys gabled analogous to din heard in tower of Babel, yet upon understood signal din silenced, when esteemed goddess took to podium with great trumped up pomp (albeit modest) and circumstance, where clamoring would immediately abate revered hand of Lady Liberty look alike incarnate her majestic poetical, quintessential, regal...aura charisma, karma...did automatically infiltrate (synonymous with some catatonic, hypnotic tonic... inducing meow wing spell), where her intrepid essential unbesmirched virtue did actuate magical mystery tour de force augmenting win-win conflict resolution unanimously, this mantra, she would strive mode to administrate dethroning entrenched fruitless governments honoring integrating, juxtapositioning... for human beings (with other life forms) to propagate amity, ethnicity, integrity, magnanimity to coordinate!