Only smokers can prevent forest fires. Jo’s coffee hut, South Austin. February 2007.
Last night while I innocently dined on figs and ambrosia, a couple of fellas wandered along from, sadly, Sadly, No. And guess who they were!
And guess what the first thing they didn’t do was!
Read the FAQ!
So naturally the first thing they did do was derail a pretty little discussion that had, until then, shown every sign of becoming interesting. This morning, as I gazed with narrowed eye and wrinkled lip at comment after comment in which they revealed themselves as juvenile sexist cretins belonging to some sort of ellipsis-worshiping cult encrapulated with all the usual liberal dude threats (“You dumb feminists had better be nicer to us or we will stop pretending that your oppression bothers us, and then where will you be … “), I thought, “Crap. Now, instead of eating leftover figs in the garden, I’ll have to address this tiresome incursion.”
But fortunately, Ilyka has done it for me! Thanks, Ilyka!
Incidentally, Ilyka’s previous post (which features an IBTP cameo!) is a delightful romp through the minefield that is When Dudes Take Feminism Personally. I am adding this link to the Required Reading for Men section, right after I add a Required Reading for Men section.
Such a capable girl, Ilyka.