The men strike back at sexism

The Misanthrope by ETHAN CHATAGNIER

Today brings us, once again, Fresno State’s prouction of “The Vagina Monologues,” my annual reminder that I sat on a brilliant idea far too long.

The Penis Rants now may never see the light of day.

To all the men who were hoping to write a poem to their genitalia, or talk to a crowd of strangers about it – well, they’ll just have to do it on a public bus like everyone else. I apologize to them, but I don’t blame myself (I never do). Why blame myself, after all, when I can blame society?

With the right kind of critical eye, one can see how men have been oppressed for ages. Yeah, you heard it. This whole feminism thing is going backwards.

Men are expected to pay for the date, to subserviently open doors and pull out chairs. Beyond that, any number of unmentionable tasks, like killing the spiders, or indomitable feats, like getting-rid-of-that-awful-mouse-without-killing-it, are delegated to us.

Thankfully, we have begun to see some progress, getting women out of the household and into the workforce where they belong. But there is a long way to go, and it will be hard to atone for all the centuries of women without careers.

It will be an uphill battle against institutionalized sexism. Do we have a Men’s Resource Center? How about a men’s studies department? It seems we are being kept ignorant. While women’s studies majors pull the wool over our eyes, we begin to believe their claims of terrible oppression in the modern day.

“Society makes women think this. Society makes women think that.” Blah blah blah. Shell out 18 bucks for your own ravioli and then you can complain.