In “The Feminist,” the opening missive in Tony Tulathimutte’s profane and profanely hysterical book Rejection, a narrow-shouldered tryhard brands himself a feminist ally to have sex with women. It doesn’t exactly work out for him, but that’s also the point Tulathimutte is trying to make—the man's attempt at sexual conquest is blinded by his irredeemable narcissism. Among Tulathimutte’s moralizing flock …
