Stephen Fry does not give a single fuck about women. I doubt they rarely penetrate his rarified bubble, unless it’s to provide him with a very lucrative job, as JK Rowling has.
Of course he’s not going to see our point of view. I doubt he’s even aware we have one. We’re sort of just there, to people like him, as vaguely annoying help-meets, who leak from peculiar places, and have inconvenient feelings and opinions, if one makes the mistake of lingering too long around them.
Fuck him. Fuck him, and everything he stands for. He’s what you’d get if you ordered Robert Robertson from Temu.