Paul Joseph Watson is the British reporter for Alex Jones' conspiracy theorist / fake news site InfoWars, where he spews badly reasoned and ill-formed rants across the internet about the threat of women, vegan diets, Marxists, contemporary art and anything else that upsets the alt-right and men's rights activists. PJW gets exercised by threats to the patriarchal utopia where traditional values and market forces have finally provided an objective standard of 'the good'. His enthusiasm for finding opposing points of view and lambasting them until he spits and dribbles, however, needs all the help it can get, so we've handpicked a selection of Fringe shows that PJW can use to fuel his adventure into completely losing his shit.

How to Be A Bad Girl

Burlesque-influenced Sabrina Chap might seduce men's rights activists with her promise of 'the dirtiest song ever', but she also supports queer politics and her How to Be A Bad Girl provides plenty of ammunition for PJW's trademark anger against the degeneration of art.
Laughing Horse @ The Place, 15–26 Aug, 10.55pm, free.

Ladykiller

This one 'tears up the gender rule book' and is a romantic tale of a woman's quest to embrace her inner psychopath. Writer Madeline Gould says: 'it is important that, in our battle for equality, we accept, explore and embrace the female capacity for violence, criminality.' So PJW can claim that it reveals the essential nature of women, before his head explodes at the contradictions.
Pleasance Courtyard, 4–27 Aug, 1pm (not 13 &14), £11 (£10). Previews 1–3 Aug, £6.50.

Insert Slogan Here

The mixing of music, spoken word and video project is an abomination against proper performance. The implied critique of the consumerist obsession with branding is just another example of how Marxist post-modernists want to destroy Western civilisation.
ZOO Sanctuary, 5–21 Aug, 6pm, £12–£14 (£10–£12). Previews 3 & 4 Aug, £7.50.

Red and Boiling

Not only does this star bearded drag king Hasadick, his sidekick Rosay recreates interviews with queer womyn through shadow puppetry. Why can't they spell women properly? It's all well and good giving voice to the silenced, but you didn't get cross-dressing in Shakespeare.
Venue 13, 2–25 Aug (not 3, 16, 20), 1.15pm, £12 (£10).

Leave. To Remain

Found in Translation have the temerity to adapt an Aristophanic comedy to aim a pithy response at the definitive Voice of the People statement about the EU and probably the foreigns. I can remember when comedy used to be about mocking minorities and not making trenchant analyses by examining theatre history.
theSpace on North Bridge, 4–11 Aug, 10.10pm, £10 (£8). Preview 3 Aug, £7 (£5).

Who Killed Franz Ferdinand?

Of course, PJW wouldn't relate to four coked-up professors trying to disentangle the assassination that caused WWI. It's just the kind of reckless reconstruction of history that liberals love, confusing the certainty of GCSE students with the suggestion that the past didn't run like clockwork, and academic investigation isn't purely objective.
theSpace on North Bridge, 6–11 Aug, 7.15pm, £7 (£5).

How to Swim in Hollywood

Since this is set in 1979, it is totally unfair to suggest that standards of basic human decency could have been observed in the world's Dream Factory, and that this whole Harvey Weinstein business reflects an entrenched culture of male privilege.
Greenside @ Infirmary Street, 5–18 Aug (not 12), 10pm, £10 (£7).