My sisters and I watched it for years. It made us angry, so we chose emotionally damaged boy/men at early ages. They divorced theirs. I stayed. And left.
When I don’t know what to do about someone or something, it's much better if I do nothing, except make another donation to the can. Let Goddess sort it out.
We don’t need giant carved likenesses of our foremothers in granite on mountains, or statues in town squares. We don’t have giant head envy.