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Chameleon

What a brilliant post! Your comments on the fatuous nonsense public money has been squandered on hit the proverbial nail on the head and brought a smile to my face, particularly the parting shot. Imagine the Royal Society lending its reputation to this tripe.

lazlo pink

i'm not sure what makes me more sad, that women are reduced to commodity points or that we poor hapless men are still eternally dumb enough to imagine that we can understand women by offering them presents. what i have learned is that humans require food in order to keep bothering me with advertising and studies sponsored by royal societies, thus will likely accept free food. i have also learned that humans are related to crows and enjoy shiny things, covet shiny things and will even steal shiny things given an opportunity. thus, many humans will accept gifts of shiny things. i can also intuit that seeking dating advice from royal societies is a sure bet for a lonely and prolonged adolescent slump. as a single, celibate and profeminist male, i have learned that "women" constitute a large and diverse group of humans with wildly varying needs, interests and desires. of all the things i have learned, perhaps most important is that in order to get along, romantically or otherwise, humans fare much better by engaging in communications that ascertain common interests. like will meet like, if you like. however neither misogyny nor misandry (if i have the correct term) are attractive traits. while we still, as a class, may be clueless, there is little in the way of a positive clue supply to remedy that sad state. while there is no shortage of literature detailing what is wrong with we poor bepenised fools, there are few voices raised to bring us into the fold of new social paradigms. there is a tangible sense among many men, that we have been left behind. that is, we've accepted that we need to change but we are now looking for help in realizing that change. there will always be stupid men, angry men, greedy men, abusive men and other kinds of men but for those of us that are eager to see positive shifts in our world toward inclusion and equality, well, no one is really addressing us. after all, men as reduced to a singlular mass of stupid grunts, drunk on testosterone, is as incorrect as viewing women as a mass of potentially receptive sexual gift recipients. perhaps such sage advice exists, i just don't know quite where to find it. imagine that, a man asking directions.

Jeannie

Thank you! I read that article on CBC today too, and your reply was fantastic!!

(Coming out of a short time of lurking to say hi! I like your blog!)

Buridan

Oh come on. Can't you see the humor in this? We're talking about mathematician and physicist geeks trying to figure out how to pick up women through mathematical modeling. That's too easy of mark.

Dave in CA

Hey, wait 'til the biochemists come out with their new pheromone cologne! There won't be any wining and dining or gift-giveing. Just hot orgies everywhere.

Nuclear Beaver

I love you. You are brilliant.

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  • Hugh Maclean: Ben Jonson and the cavalier poets;: Authoritative texts, criticism (A Norton critical edition)
    My love for the Norton Critical Edition knows no bounds of decorum, what with the footnotes handily dangling at the bottom of the page, the effective but not-excessive use of white space and the pages and pages of charming formalist criticism handily excerpted for one's edifying pleasure, and this fine specimen is not only crammed with the verses of Carew and Herrick and Shirley and Waller and Suckling, but the Benniest of Bens himself. Aaaaaah.
  • Margaret Atwood: Strange Things : The Malevolent North in Canadian Literature  (Clarendon Lectures in English Literature)

    Margaret Atwood: Strange Things : The Malevolent North in Canadian Literature (Clarendon Lectures in English Literature)
    Right to the frosty tips of my Maritime 'burg nestles the omnipresent appreciation of all things Canadian - lest not forget, 'natch, that this is Lower Canada, first founded, settled by those who settled and therefore most appropriate dwelling-place for some serious CanLitticism on a chilly eve - a hunger best feasted with the reigning Empress of post-Dominion Culture, here her own splendid Wendigo-fed self most engaging with a bemused discussion of the particular neuroses provoked by our frozen mythoscape that are so lovingly delineated by myriad earnest PhD dissertations from sea to sea to sea.

  • Candace Savage: Crows : Encounters with the Wise Guys

    Candace Savage: Crows : Encounters with the Wise Guys
    Seduced by the caw of the wild that blankets the UNB campus with a murderous cacophany of harbingers of death at the same time every fall, I put this on my Chrismas list hoping for some new insight into these amazing creatures that mimic human speech and modified tool use - instead, I found surprizingly mediocre musings on evolutionary biology from an unqualified, underresearching hack writer made bearable only by a bevy of lovely photographs and images of our witty black-feathered bretheren.

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