All these are strengths, and we respect them because they are strong, but we love them because they are weak, and love makes the choice.All these are strengths, and we respect them because they are strong, but we love them because they are weak, and love makes the choice. And when you get right down to it, their major weakness is how easy they are to please. The old Sampson and Delilah routine. Just push the right buttons. I could almost write a how-to manual; it could be full of simple step-by-step instructions. But what does your man have to do to please you? It's a lot more complex, isn't it? And the poor things are without a clue. I almost pity them. But then on the other hand they don't have to put up with our monthly friend, do they? And they run the world, by the way. Ah, but that way lies madness. I like being a woman, but I can't think for too long about how unfair it is. Being around doctors all day drives the point home too often as it is: they have egos the size of small planets, some of them. The modest ones. Large planets, the rest of them. Most of the time, I can live my day-to-day existence and not think about it at all, and then some subtle realization will hit me. I was listening to a call-in talk-radio program featuring a family psychologist and a thought occurred to me: have you ever heard a MAN ask for advice on how to combine a career and marriage? Ever? Even once? We women write books about it. |