“Seems like every time you turn around outdoors there’s a woman in sight. ”
I curled a cynical lip at this sublimely patronizing article in a Mississippi newspaper describing a new breed of lady who courageously withdraws from the safety of her natural habitat (her house) to go fishing. This startling “new” woman is “dirty and wild.”
To explain the mystifying phenomenon of the dirty wild outdoorswoman’s sudden ubiquity to what is apparently an audience of baffled male readers, the daringly progressive author summarizes the history of the women’s movement thusly:
“After generations of running households, females found out they were capable of competing with men at work and of putting up a tent, backing a boat trailer or cooking gourmet meals over an open fire. Many even learned to gut and cut their own meat and ignored animals that clawed and howled during the night.”
Our author is enlightened. He doesn’t object to babes in the woods. In fact, he urges chivalry on his readers.
“Give them a chance. If you meet a woman in camo, be friendly and ask if she needs help. Consider not raping her.”