I propose a new winter tradition: The Celebration of the Wren Who Did Nothing Wrong; God Forbid Women Do Anything; What a Girlboss.
From the Wikipedia page on Wren Day: "In the Isle of Man, the hunting of the wren (shelg yn drean) is associated with an ancient enchantress or 'queen of the fairies' (or goddess) named 'Tehi Tegi' which translates to something like 'beautiful gatherer' in Brythonic (the Manx spoke Brythonic before they switched to Gaelic). Tehi Tegi was so beautiful that all the men of the Island followed her around in hope of marrying her, and neglected their homes and fields. Tehi Tegi led her suitors to the river and then drowned them. She was confronted, but turned into a wren and escaped. She was banished from the Island but returns once a year, when she is hunted."
Sounds like a them problem to me. You mind your own business and do your job and don't harass the woman, you don't get drowned in the river.