My name is Karen but that's the least of my issues with this sexist shite. I like my name and I couldn't give a toss if an IT guy in Croydon thinks it's hilarious to use a dated meme to have a go.
What does bother me is the proud, open sexism and ageism it represents. It's not new, it's just a new way of packaging old shite.
Karen doesn't mean Karen. It means Karen, Debbie, Sandra, Samantha, Claire, Fiona and Alison. All of us who grew up in the seventies and eighties and are finally no longer bothered about looking 'nice' when people piss us off.
And that's how it's used in America too. Check out tiktok 'Karens go wild' in which middle aged women pretend to have entitled meltdowns on planes, in car parks, at checkouts etc to create content for a voracious audience who have run out of actual Karen tantrums.
Who is in prison for violence? Men of course. Who creates actually intimidating atmospheres in our pubs, streets, car parks and on planes? Men, who else.
But if we pretend it's Karen to blame we can have fun without the risk of actually getting punched.