Feminists are strong women — hear them roar! That is, unless an election doesn’t go their way. Then they turn into whiny puddles of tears, wringing their hands over the Mean Guy who just won the Presidency.

Oh, they were defiant during the primaries.

But now they get the vapors over their deathly fear that Roe v. Wade just might become history. They’re afraid that it might start with a bill to limit abortions past 20 weeks.

What is wrong with these people?

This is a 20-week unborn child. And these harpies are so afraid they might lose out on the chance to abort him. What kind of woman is so obsessed with the right to destroy unborn children?

But it doesn’t stop with abortion rights. No, it never does. Women are now terrified they will lose even birth control. Or — horrors! they might actually have to pay for it.

And that new Vice President-elect, Gov. Mike Pence? OMG, he just signed a bill in Indiana that would require women to bury or cremate their aborted babies! Like they’re human or something!

Then, provided some feminists have actually given birth and are raising offspring, they are overwrought with the anxiety about how to tell their children about the Mean Man who will claim the presidency in January — teachers most strongly hit.

“What should I say to my students after the election if Trump wins?” a principal asked me recently. Good question. What should we tell our children?

Tell them, first, that we will protect them. Tell them that we have democratic processes in the U.S. that make it impossible for one mean person to do too much damage.

How about this? Tell them how those democratic processes actually work. Teach them basic civics. Show them the brilliance of the Electoral College, and encourage them to marvel at the genius of our Founders. And for heaven’s sake, tell them that those democratic processes don’t always guarantee they’ll get their way.

But feminists will just continue in their default mode, which is to stomp their feet and go into paroxysms of hysteria. Because they’re strong feminists, dammit. Hear them roar.