Trolling the women of the Revolution

Looking for mentions of Sophie de Grouchy in the 18th century press, I came up against an extremely unpleasant text which would find a home today on the worst alt-right threads. 
These were unpleasant to translate, and I expect they'll be unpleasant to read - unless you are accustomed to aforementioned threads - so brace yourselves. 

The text comes from a royalist journal by a M. Suleau, who, having praised aristocratic ladies for their anti-revolutionary attitude goes to lists exceptions: 
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There are of course, exceptions amongst the old, the ugly, the infirm, whatever class they belong to. I have carefully verified that of all the women who harnessed themselves to the cart (or more correctly, the tipcart) of the Revolution, there is not a single one that does not belong to this disgusting category.
A few toothless and disgusting dowagers (starting with the duchess of Anville) allowed their folly to persuade them that the Revolution was a talisman of youth,  to throw themselves in the torrent of novelty, thinking in their folly that that famous system of equality, which first wishes to bring all humans back to the infancy of beautiful nature, would necessarily have the virtue to wipe away their wrinkles, and to refresh their fusty attractions.
The ugly, starting with the rotund Stael, thought that by painting themselves with the colours of the nation they would in turn take on a human appearance, and that by piling on tricolour fripperies, they would succeed in hiding their deformities.
In the lepers’ infirmary, I would place (starting with the Condorcet woman) these young meats who, with a varnish of health and engaging figures still chose to throw themselves in the rights of men cooking pot. We must not be mistaken: despite their fresh faces and eager demeanors, these poor creatures are infertile and covered in ulcers, mange, gripe, ring worm, the clap, sores, yaws, farcy, bleb on their necks, suction cups on their chests, poultices on their thighs, and plasters everywhere – we find such pleasant accouterments behind all the pretty faces who gave themselves to the cult of demagogy. These unfortunates, to make things worse, are periodically subject to epileptic fits. I am not worried that any of these interesting dolls will dare to contradict me, for I will call to witness a legion of sans-culottes who have been in a position to verify this by eye and by hand. 

Francois-Louis Suleau is described in the French Wikipedia article dedicated to him as a passionate defender of monarchy, a provocateur, one who would not accept compromise and  bravely attempted to convince first Mirabeau, then Danton and Robespierre to preserve the monarchy. 

Readers will no doubt be sad to hear that this noble individual came to a violent and inglorious end at the age of 34, massacred by the crowds in front of the Tuileries on August 10 because they'd mistaken him for another - more influential - counter revolutionary journalist.