Your Dec. 9 tweet calls to mind a characterization of feminine nature from Prager. And good lord it was a quarter of a century ago, but I'll never forget hearing the smirk on his face through the car radio. Paraphrase:

'The feminine dream of masculinity is He's tall, strong, impatient with cowards and the timid, readily athletic and comfortable in his skin, handsome and self-assured, good with tools and mechanical things, demanding of himself before all others, commanding of respect from his environment and his company… And he only has eyes for meeeee!!....'

If you're in the mood fer some serious political gossip to carry into this here weekend, Mickey's got you covered.

Seriously, if Biden was at your place for lunch, don't you think you could pick his pocket before he went home for his nap?

Oh in real life we all settle for something. My husband is not great with tools and mechanical things.

When out and about, I (would, before the pandemic hit,) order just one glass of wine, because driving and reasons.

A single dose of vaccine for me would be fine, as it would defend the population… With prophylaxis coming to me personally by a second dose at some later date.

Meanwhile, there are the jokes.

There's a particular kind of demented person in the world who regards this as an almost erotically fulfilling expression of humility—

Serves us right! Humans are fallen beings! We're not that special! We're bio-bigoted jerks! Our carbon-cousins deserve to give us some payback!

JAMA thinks your gaiter is a joke.

An example of a garbage human and I'm not talking about the one being executed:

https://mobile.twitter.com/itsa_talia/status/1337230531617021955

> My husband is not great
> with tools

The subtlest, deepest flattery a spouse has ever received on this blog.

Today in 1941, Hitler declared war against the United States.

What a shmuck.