I live in a Canadian tech mecca and we have a different model of former male fat fuck. We have the, hasn't moved from computer desk in 15 years and thinks women are all holograms, subset. They're so goddamned revolting it boggles the mind. At least the effeminate ones bathe (for all the good it'll do at that size).  Their harassment of me and other women is limited to posting #fatshion tags on Instagram, which I would rather die than stoop to using anyway. No harm. No foul.  Tbh the "macho" "it's all muscle types" are worse to me than the femmes. The femmes at least admit in some small way (through dress, posing, habit...) they've removed themselves from the gene pool. The macho ones are the sort who hit on me at the pub and are honestly (sometimes violently) surprised I'm disgusted by their fat, hairy guts pressing against the bar rail. The entitlement is so ridiculous it would be laughable if it weren't so disgusting. These are the types who call me a cunt when I politely decline their company.