Category: Men & Women

Things that men and women do, sometimes to each other

Executive Advice

Corporate Wokism, Men & Women

I had to laugh at the news that the WNBA is going to need “weeks and months” to decide (in essence) the definition of a “woman”, which will decide once and for all (or probably not, see below) who qualifies to play in their stupid little league.

Here’s the problem.  Women are by nature accommodationist.  They seek to make decisions based on consensus, something that takes all viewpoints and attitudes into account, and finally arrive at such decisions with the implicit (and sometimes explicit) understanding that the decisions may be altered at some point — even when the decision may be critical and a matter of foundation principle, as is the case here.

In this case, that approach is not only wrong, but completely wrong.

At the risk of sounding all mansplainy, allow me to offer some advice to the WNBA chicks.

  1. Whenever an executive decision is made, somebody’s going to get upset about it.
  2. The key to making the best decision is to decide whether that aggrieved person (or group) represents a significant obstacle or even threat to the future of your organization.
  3. If you are convinced that your decision is the right one for both the short-term and long-term viability of your organization, and that the opposition’s position isn’t, make sure you set up guardrails to ensure the decision’s permanency.

That’s the 200,000-ft perspective.  Here’s the nitty gritty:

Decide that the definition of a woman is someone identified as such on their birth certificate.  Period, end of statement, end of discussion.

Yes, I know there is a percentage of the population who were born female but turned out to be male, either by physiology or inclination — and vice versa.  And yes, I know that it’s a tragic circumstance for them.

Here’s what I also know:  decisions have to be made — especially in a corporate environment — that benefit both the organization and a significant majority of their employees.

Let me mansplain that further.

Allowing biological men to play in the WNBA will do two things, both fatal to the organization and to the game.

Whether you like it or not, a huge percentage of your already-tiny audience is going to react negatively to the spectacle of “cocks in frocks” taking over the game and rendering the contest meaningless.  With the disappearance of spectators — live or on TV — this is going to mean reduced interest from your advertisers, and a concomitant loss of revenue for your already-cash-poor organization.  That’s the corporate outcome.

As far as the sport is concerned, that dominance is going to subtract the entire essence of sport — of equals competing against each other.  Thus, adding the aforesaid cocks in frocks is just going to end up with teams recruiting more and more of them, which is going to harm your (actual) female performers both physically and in terms of their competitiveness.

Yes, that means that the gender-confused will be forever denied a chance to play in your competition.  It’s sad, but in real life, tiny minorities often get the short end of the stick.  It’s just the way of the world, and has been so forever.  All the good intentions aren’t going to change that, and most probably, such intentions are going to be very counterproductive to your corporate wellbeing.

So, if I may be permitted to use a very masculine term, the WNBA has to bite the bullet, and make the above — and correct — decision.

They won’t.  And the WNBA will begin its slide into oblivion.

You read it here first.

Skidding Leftwards

Men & Women, Rights, Unintended Consequences

Seen at Insty’s:

I wonder sometimes, from way back when men voted in favor of giving wimmyns the vote, whether they would have been so keen to check the “Yes” box after seeing this little chart.

But steering away from those shark-infested waters for a moment, I have a good idea as to why the chicks are becoming Maoist.

The problem is that most of them bought into the “You can have it all”  tripe  trope of Teh Feministicals, and went to college (as favored by the Smart Set) to become “educated” — except that being women, they picked the wrong stuff to learn, doing soft shit like “Gender Studies” and the like (which had been installed by feministical academics — male and female) rather than the difficult ones, like microbiology, applied mathematics or even accounting / finance.

Then, after graduating (with a boatload of tuition debt), they discovered that those soft degrees meant fuck-all in the workplace, and pretty much only qualified them for positions in HR (or back at college in a low-paying job like adjunct professor, if they could even find one).

Oh, and they can’t have kids because being a stay-at-home mom is impossible by the current economic situation (tuition debt) and anyway, Having A Career was part of the “Womyn’s Independence” schtick.  So now they’re not having kids, suppressing within themselves that most intrinsic and fundamental instinct of women.

So, burning with outrage at the “unfairness”, of course they want to dismantle the “system” (the fault of the “patriarchy”) and when it comes to demolishing institutions, nothing works as well as Marxism.

And because they are young — and therefore stupid, as most youngins are — and have no real grasp of the history which proves only too well how disastrous Marxism actually is, they are pushing us all towards the pit.

Oh, and by the way, the boys that have become feminized during the whole process of primary, secondary and tertiary education, are just as likely to support Marxism as Teh Gurlz.

And of course, because Baby Boomers — who started the whole “Turn on, tune in and drop out” and “Burn it all down and start again!” bullshit in the 1960s and early 70s — are just as fucking stupid as their kids and grandkids, it’s no wonder that protest marches these days consist mostly of young blue-haired women and grey-haired old farts.

Morons, the whole lot of them.

Ditto? And A Chewsday Challenge

Men & Women

Well, here we are:

A bizarre new AI-powered dating service is sweeping across California college campuses by replacing endless swiping with computer-generated matchmaking that promises to find students more compatible dates.

Ditto, a startup founded in 2024 by former UC Berkeley students, is expanding rapidly after ditching the Tinder-style model in favor of an AI-driven system that pairs users based on their interests.

“For the past 20 years, we’ve connected in primitive ways,” Ditto says on its website. “But now … AI brings your ‘profiles’ to life as agents.”

Silly me, I thought that was the way Tinder paired people off, but I’ve been told that in fact it was other dating (“looking for a shag / partner”) websites (e.g. match.com, OKCupid, etc. ) which did that.

On a tangential note, I constantly thank goodness that I’m not part of the dating pool — never was, unless we’re talking about my teens and twenties, which are so far in the past that genealogists shudder.

Here’s a thought:  in Comments, imagine what my profile would read like in Ditto.  Be as graphic or insulting as you wish.

Amazing Find

Men & Women

Here we go:

My old friend Richard Dorman* once described this wondrous female feature to me thus:

“Way I see it, old man, my job is to insert my tallywocker into the aperture provided, and commence the rocking movement for the next few minutes until the load is delivered.  Job done.  If she needs to activate her little switch to reach her own Special Moment, then it’s up to her to activate it.”

Try as I may, I can find no fault with his logic, cold as it may be.

And where would we be without !SCIENCE!, I ask.

*Dicky was an old colleague of mine back at the Great Big Research Company (Seffrican division).  He deserves, and will one day get, his own entry [sic]  on these pages.

10-Foot Pole

Men & Women

In the first few months after I moved to the U.S., I remember asking a girl out on a date.  When she agreed, I asked where I could pick her up.

“I’ll meet you there,” was her response.

Needless to say, I was a little mystified.  “No, I don’t mind picking you up,” I insisted.

“Well, I’d feel more comfortable just driving to wherever we’ll be meeting up.”  Then she added, “That way, if we’re not having a good time, we’re each just free to go.”

Wow.  That was interesting, and very enlightening.  Basically, what she was doing was hedging her bets — and from her body language, the unspoken message was that she was likewise uncomfortable in having me learn where she lived.

Culture shock, on my part.

Faced with that rudeness, I’m afraid I was rude in return.  “Tell you what:  let’s just go in three cars, to make it even more inconvenient.”

Needless to say, nothing ever came of the whole thing.  I later learned that at the time I asked her out, she was a couple months pregnant.  Bullet, dodged.

So you can imagine my surprise when I read this little story:

“One of my rules is, if a man doesn’t at least offer to send you a car for the date, whether you take it or not, no date!” said Savannah Pagnozzi, a Big Apple lifestyle influencer. “No. Absolutely not. We don’t do that.”

Look, I get it, when it comes to NYfC.  It’s not the easiest place to get around — I mean, forget about driving anywhere, whether it’s to pick up your date or even to get to the rendezvous.  And I could certainly see getting a car (Uber, cab, whatever) to take you to her place to pick her up.  That’s the gentlemanly thing to do.  But what this NYfC bint wants is to have a chauffeured drive to the place and  — no doubt — another carriage to take Princess home as well.

The sheer effrontery of this, from a woman who is at best marginally attractive (in Manhattan;  in L.A. or Dallas, she wouldn’t get a second look) just takes my breath away.  No doubt, she’ll probably want to see a personal financial statement from him during that first date as well.

Ladies, just remember:  if you’re not bringing much to the party, so to speak, you’re not really in any position to make demands of a first date.  To be blunt, you have no room to feel entitled just because you have a vagina — and especially so if it’s a well-trodden path, so to speak.

As for the guys:  take a hard pass when you’re confronted by this kind of attitude.