Chronicling the ongoing intersectional struggle to liberate women — inclusively defined as the legacy kind and the transgender individuals — from the Patriarchy™, one microaggression at a time.
‘When you’re a girly girl but it’s time to go fight in the revolution’
“When you’re a girly girl but it’s time to go fight in the revolution,” reads the TikTok caption prior to the montage of an anti-ICE Karen gearing up for war with the federal government.
TikTok girlboss does anti-ICE makeup tutorial pic.twitter.com/EWButDgtJV
— Ben Bartee (@BenBartee) January 19, 2026
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The layers of idiocy and narcissism to unravel are legion.
First of all, I seriously doubt this lady is actually going out to protest after she’s done with her TikTok engagement farming. This is a theater production from a frustrated theater kid (literally; a brief survey of her background is forthcoming momentarily).
Second, what kind of moron wears full make-up to a riot — all the more moronic given that she’s planning on wearing a “gas mask” the entire time?
Third, you’ll note that she’s adorned her “gas mask” — which actually appears to be a paint respirator, not that she’s interested in the difference — with sparkles and rhinestones.
What you have here on full exhibition is the tragic result of decades of Hollywood slay queen superhero cinema in which the latex-draped Cat Woman kicks 500 guys’ butts and looks good doing it — the same affliction that befell Renee Good before she got mag-dumped right in her pumpkin face.
Using my crack investigative journalism skills, I looked into the background of this lady, Renee Nicole Gray, at which time I discovered — and you’ll be shocked to learn this of the antifa girlboss with the rhinestone gas mask on TikTok — that her bio reads: “NYC area artist, writer/playwright, fashion historian, SAG-AFTRA/AEA actress and singer.”
I had no idea “fashion historian” could be an occupation or that anyone would have the shamelessness to brag about being one in public, but that’s just my naiveté on display.
Face tattoo Karen enters the chat
Here we’ve got a rare subspecies of anti-ICE Karen, not often seen in the wild, recording in her car outside of Home Depot.
Face tattoo Karen's on-the-ground reporting on ICE movements pic.twitter.com/NRaHuJuJ8w
— Ben Bartee (@BenBartee) January 19, 2026
It’s true that a.) leftists in general are partial to face tattoos, and b.) anti-ICE Karens are clearly creatures of the left.
This combination of facts might, understandably, give the amateur Karenologist the mistaken impression that anti-ICE Karens with face tattoos are not the anomaly that they actually are.
However, what’s important to understand is that the leftists with face tattoos tend not to concern themselves with virtue-signaling on behalf of migrants for the simple reason that they are usually preoccupied with more mundane, terrestrial concerns — like whom they’ve got to rob or service in order to score their next meth bag — rather than high-minded, abstract political concerns such as the promotion of Diversity™ as Our Greatest Strength™.
Such more ideational concerns are usually the purview of the Karens at the higher echelons of the socioeconomic ladder without tribal tattoos on their faces; the face tattoo leftist’s affinity for leftist ideology extends only insofar as it justifies them getting free stuff from the government that they can consume immediately or barter for meth.
The divergent motivations and material conditions that foster the anti-ICE Karen/face tattoo leftist dichotomy are the same ones, incidentally, that explain why the Bolshevik revolution and others of a similar kind were spurred by the children of the middle class rather than the working class — the former having the intellectual background and the economic freedom to plot revolution in coffee shops while the latter, like the Proles in 1984, toiled hand-to-mouth, far too preoccupied with the immediate material burdens of life to entertain idealistic notions of utopia.






