It is her. It is she. Feminine danger, feminine cry, feminine anger, feminine deceit and greed. All the things she does in different way than is supposed to for a woman, than is expected for a woman, of a woman. What are those things for a woman? Expected, awaited, learned, thought to be followed as a rule, as clockwork without questioning, like strained force of nature that kills ready to explode all over you, you and you if not controlled with precision, with accuracy and fear, with punishment, with violence, with fear of abandonment and death, shame, accusation and loss. Woman is the devil, she has evil in her, she is inferior, because she is weak. For a woman to show her place, know why she exists, why her gender is a punishment she cannot escape.