It has already lost one of its testicles.
And all its arguments.
And the ground upon which it’s anchored shifting fast, disappearing never to return.
It has no option but to transform and disappear.
Otherwise the days of the remaining testicle are also numbered.
It took millennia to crush and throw away the right testicle into the pit of eternal damnation and rot.
It will take way shorter to disappear the left testicle.
Transform or perish.
Transform or lose everything.
The cave ain’t coming back.
And the title deed?
It’s days are numbered too.
It’s good that patriarchy is losing.
To hell with it.
NDUKO O'MATIGERE 
Often it feels like Patriarchy is actually developing new tentacles and thriving with all it’s archaic octopus-like legs getting deeper and deeper 😦
Even those new maneuvers are weak, hopeless, shaky attempts to regain its lost ground and force relevance. It’s losing never to regain its depth or effect. It’s devotees are in denial. The remaining codes are known. They’re being cracked open, exposed and neutralized every day. It’s relics linger but those too are being burnt in the bonfires of new meanings of what it means to be human and equal in rights and dignity. Patriarchy is atrophying despite its remaining kicks, clutching on wobbly straws.