Sad, isn’t it? I mean, there go half my jokes. And nearly all my fun.
That’s right, it’s time to retire those quips about male refrigerator blindness and brains in penises. But before we declare an absolute moratorium, let me just tell you my favorite man-bashing joke, first relayed to me by the divine Mave Maclean of Hampstead, England:
Q: What do you call the useless bit of flesh attached to a penis?
A: A man.
For those unregenerate man-bashers among you, there are plenty more great jokes out there.
But if you’re determined to act younger, you should know that man-bashing has gone the way of bra-burning and do-it-yourself gynecology, another relic of old-style feminism. Feminists today love men, appreciate men, even revel in gender differences without needing to feel that men are in any way inferior to women, a stance I wholeheartedly support.
At least that’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.