Yes, I am righteously indignant. It is a fitting response to the sort of banal cruelty that permits evil to fester in its name. You have adopted as your fellow travelers people who use you to execute their openly misogynistic agendas and you have insulated yourself within their epistemic closure to avoid answering to the fallout of what the people you help have done. Your "but I'd never do that" is thus irrelevant and frankly just sad, because giving cover to monsters makes you culpable.

You choose, with open eyes and of free will, to help people hurt the defenseless, to hurt my friends. I can point at the people you hurt. They exist, in a way the shadows of fearful minds just don't. You are being a bad person. You should stop. But you won't, because to acknowledge one's own wrongdoings requires a sternness of character that is missing in some quarters of the human race, and no small amount of my own anger is at myself for believing I can change those who are too happy to be comfortable in their positions of power.