The world is an enduring war theatre Perhaps because its a mens world When cast in such a set women try to play out all their means even performing a sad joy division or bowing down like a poor little thing This in spite of being a fierce partisan or a tactical guerrilla expert The world is either a repeating making up of the same actions as in the movements necessary for the makeup moment every single day Persisting like a waterproof mascara but will it alike prove itself bulletproof too I guess no a mascara can only be more or less dramatic Like in a recrudescing war against more natural habits occurring at large in the world theatre