When life throws women a curveball, complaining is a valid strategy. "You can't expect me to hit a curveball! That's unreasonable!" This will probably work for her. "Poor girl. You're right. We'll make some grownup handle it. Not us, of course. Someone else."
When life throws men a curveball, complaining is not a valid strategy. What, you want your mommy to hit the ball for you? You are the grownup. Buck stops here. Outside games and gardens, "reasonable" has no meaning. If Reality's curveball is too curvy, then you die, and that's all there is to it. If you can't hit it, then get out of the way so you're not beaned.
It's important to mention these things, because under feminine Fascism you're constantly being told that masculinity is toxic and you should be a woman instead, and all the "men" you see around you will typically obey this command. The Regime doesn't like it when its livestock acts like adult humans. If they start thinking like grownups they might start thinking they don't need the government, and we can't have that, now can we?
Counterpoint: it's particularly fine for children to complain. They're almost always locked inside a garden. The least the gardener can do is make the garden fair.