I want to caveat this piece by first explaining that I am a feminist—and I want you to keep that front of mind whenever you read anything outlandish I might write in this article. Because the men of Succession bring out the worst in me.
You see, I’ve spent the past five years sat on a feeling, and I’m not prepared to keep it in any longer: There's something about Succession's leading men which is attractive. This isn't a Joe Goldberg sort of situation, either, where women find themselves attracted to a fictional serial killer—this is different.
