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where he is no doubt

rethinking any future plans

to venture

outside the perimeter.

Like animals.

That's how I'd

characterize it.

Except when animals are endangered,

everybody's all up in arms.

Committees are formed,

monies are raised.

Can't do without those

Tasmanian fruit bats, can we?

But what do they do

when it comes to men?

They take away

our livelihoods,

shove us out

into the wilderness,

erase us from

their books and movies.

And just for good measure, they

basically go and castrate us.

I'm not joking.

This is evidence,

undeniable proof that what we've

been suspecting for years

is actually going on.

The report clearly states that they

are lacing our food with estrogen,

which is the girly hormone.

Smith claimed the document,

which he says is

an internal government memo,

clearly shows that the Governing

Council has been carrying out

a program intended to,

quote, "kill their boners."

A man's sex drive

is his life blood.

You take that away from him,

you might as well kill him.

So I am here to tell you that

we will no longer eat the food.

We are now officially

on a hunger strike.

They might be able to

strip us of our dignity,

but they will never

take away our manhood.

The problem was,

other than that memo,

which the government claimed

was just a discussion paper,

there was no proof.

They had found a way to put a

synthetic hormone into the food

without there being

any way to detect it.

Which just shows,

once again,

how capable their

scientists can be

when they put their

minds to something.

Thanks, Dawn.

Speaking of things

that are short-lived,

the Male Liberation

Organization announced today

they are ending their hunger strike

after only a day and a half.

Darius Smith, the group's

leader, would only say

it was due to "circumstances

beyond their control."

What were we

supposed to do?

When a man gets hungry,

he has to eat.

That's just

the way it is.

Does that mean we failed?

No, not in the least.

Now the world is

aware of the lengths

that this authoritarian regime

will go to denigrate men.

But you're still

eating the food.

Couldn't you have grown

and prepared your own food?

Yes, of course we could have

grown and prepared our own food.

But we've deliberately chosen

not to, out of protest.

Because if we'd refused

the tainted food,

the story would

have gone away.

People will forget what

their government did to us.

But by continuing

to eat it every day,

the world is

constantly reminded.

They have to live with it

just like we do.

I'm not at liberty to go

into many details about that,

but I can say that we did add

estrogen to the sanctuary food.

But only until 2008.

At that time,

we realized the initiative

was no longer necessary due to

the increasing age of the men.

They were losing their

sex drives naturally.

That's a load of crap.

Of course they're

still lacing the food.

It's bloody propaganda

is what that is.

We're not so old either,

you know?

No harm in showing

this now, I guess.

People assume that because

I was the last one born,

that I'm very involved

in the cause.

I get approached all the time

by pro-male organizations,

the MLO, Man Up, Penis.

They all want me

to use my notoriety

to help raise awareness,

to lobby the government.

But that's not who I am.

I'm not the activist type.

Believe me, there are others who are

way more effective at that than me.

You know, leaders.

I'm just a guy.

I don't know.

It's hard to see how

we can be together now.

The government

would never sanction it.

Being intimate

with your employer

doesn't look good

on your record.

I guess I just got

to stay positive.

I'm not gonna say

it's a terrible place.

Excuse me, are these lima

beans in the quinoa salad?

-No, they're split peas.

-Yeah?

It's not.

They treat us well.

But it doesn't matter

how comfortable a place is,

it can still

feel like a prison.

They say the trick is to fill

your days up as much as you can.

To try to enjoy yourself.

But I can't seem to do that.

My mind is

always somewhere else.

Back at the house with Iris.

That's not what it's like

for most of these guys.

They've gotten

used to it here.

They like it.

But then again, most of them have

no reason to want to go back.

I do.

That's gorgeous.

Hold that... That will

look wonderful on you.

Here we have the guest of

honor, the so lovely Olive,

who, as you can see,

is celebrating her first moon.

Yay!

I guess on the surface,

things went back to normal.

How does it

feel to be a woman?

Tingly?

But it wasn't

the same after Andrew left.

And here we have

the proud mother.

Terra and I, we just couldn't

recover from what happened.

She felt betrayed.

Let's get a picture

of the two moms.

And nothing I

could say was gonna

make her see

things differently.

Harold,

can you move?

Harold.

-What's that?

-Can you move, please?

And the kids

really missed Andrew.

Especially Dahlia.

For my part, I tried to

move on with my life,

but I couldn't.

I couldn't stop

thinking about him.

What really got to me

was when I stopped

and thought about how I was going to

be there for the rest of my life.

It was like being

on the deck of a ship

that was sinking

really slowly.

And the women have

all left on the lifeboats,

but the men are

just sitting there.

Waiting to meet their fate.

That's kind of

when it hit home.

How when I'm gone,

we're all gonna be gone.

I knew I couldn't

just sit there waiting.

I had to do something.

I had to leave.

They don't make it

easy to do that, though.

I left in the middle of the night

and I ran as fast as I could.

But it didn't take long

before they found me.

He didn't think

I was gonna be there.

I was praying that she

was going to be there,

but I had no idea

if she got my message.

He was just staring at me with

this stunned look on his face.

So I said...

You just gonna stand there? Or

are we gonna get out of here?

I think that we were so

determined to be together

that we never really stopped and

thought about all the implications.

They were gonna

be looking for Andrew,

and we couldn't

go into hiding.

What kind of life is that?

I mean,

we'd already been hiding.

Pretending like

we weren't involved.

This was gonna

be a lot harder.

It just seemed so unfair,

because what we wanted

felt so natural.

To be together,

to marry, to have kids.

And none of it

was possible.

But if we wanted

things to change,

we were gonna have to be the

ones to do something about it.

There's been a surprising development

in the sanctuary escape story

that we told you

about last week.

The 37-year-old Myers

surprised everyone

today when he arrived

at the Jefferson Street Community

Hall to give a press conference.

Andrew Myers,

the youngest man in the world,

resurfaced today after escaping

from the Alice Lake Sanctuary.

At an impromptu

press conference,

he and his former employer,

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