Wherein I actually kind of, sort of, maybe agree with the rantings of Five Feet of Brother Can You Spare a Dime™. Wait for it ...
This actually stopped happening to me...
when I stopped fraternizing with liberal/leftist/progressive men.
Dear Ms Rebecca Solnit of the LA Times:
Conservative men don't do this to me. They usually want me to explain something to them, and actually listen when I do so.
And since I'm almost twice as old now as I was when I was a leftist, it isn't because they're trying to get into my pants.
They also have good jobs, real shoes and decent hair cuts, for the most part.
You know, I have no problem believing that real Conservative men don’t feel the need to explain things. After all, I’m sure they’ve got the little woman trained to immediately say "How high?" when they say "Jump".
And asking questions? Please. The last thing any big strong Conservative man wants is a woman with the unmitigated gall to try and think for herself. I think it interferes with the whole "Lord and Master" thing they've got going on ...
Careful there, Five Feet of Food Bank™, once again your blatant Conservative misogyny is showing.