But WHO'S LOOKING?

Anyone caught looking at this particular item (unless it is one's own) is subject to a dirty look at best, and perhaps a snide comment about one's sexual orientation at worst.

See, being a member of the *other* group, I can forgive you for not knowing that looking is highly taboo to the group in question.

Anyway, you know very well missy that the purported size of this item is a proxy for the size of something somewhat less tangible. Whether the "alpha" of this group actually has the largest item or not is irrelevant. It is the PERCEPTION of its size--as evidenced by his confidence and command--that is the important thing.

I'll be the first to concede that men don't know squat.

Bah! Gamma.

I stand by what I said. And I stand and deliver.

Joy,

I agree on many levels. However, when looking at the other option there are some concerns. Women often are more concerned with the outward appearance than the actual substance or value (I give you haute couture). On the second point, women do not fight by half-measure or with restraint. There is no quarter, no mercy, and nothing is sacred.

I vote we let dogs run the planet - specifically Labs. They are friendly, divvy up property by who peed on it last, and love you no matter what you rolled in or had to do last week. Even fights are generally just a growl and a "don't think about taking that bone". Much better track record than us hominids.

SGT Dave

Cats.

Cats really don't care what you do and would rather take a nap than pass more intrusive legislation. They follow the same pee rule as dogs, but rather than pee on everything, they usually just rub against it and purr to mark their territory. Much less smelly and more friendly.

Of course the first thing cats would do if they ran the planet is to outlaw dogs. But that's a small price to pay for entrance into the Utopian Nappers Paradise.

Doll, You've lost weight! Now don't be modest, you're looking great! I don't know how you do it? I can see that I've aged through the years, and you, You, not a day!
I'm always amazed that you keep such classy friends. I'd have expected that other women wouldn't even want to share this world with you. But they all honestly love you. It makes me believe in karma.
Izzat whatcher talkin'bout?

Speaking of insecurities on parade in public, thanks Sonar. Nice illustration.

Well, I live in La-La Land. I had no idea that the behavior Sonar documents was considered a chick thing at all. Out here, boys do it, too ;)

"Think about it: here is a group of people who share a profound yet irrational conviction that their worth as human beings is directly tied to the size of a particular item."

Women have this attitude towards their busts, waists, butts, and wardrobes.

"Each pretends to know that this item is bigger than most others like it. Each tries to project this confidence wherever he goes."

Change the "he" to "she" and you've got women pegged, too.

The urination bit doesn't apply to women, though.

It doesn't have to, as women's "assets of anxiety" are on display any time they're out in public, (unless of course they're wearing a burka).

Don't forget hair color/style/length, jewelry, accessories, etc. in that list.

Heh heh heh! Y'all are sending me such very pleasant reminders of the many advantages my life in a bubble.

My $100/year clothing budget is just the beginning.

I should ask Sigmund, Carl and Alfred about treating anxiety with sunlight. Back to the opening post, I like Condi a lot. Maybe the most. In her current job, I like that she seems more to be driving events than only reacting to them. So far 'though, I don't know who she is to any depth or detail. The only candidate I think I've got a take on is John McCain. And he's wrong on a lot (approaches to immigration reform, campaign reform). Still, I trust him. But he's got balls and a penis. Who do you like without a penis?

Al Gore in a PVS.

$100, k? You have me beat! If you buy good clothing and treat it right, it will last you most of your adult life. Ignoring style, of course!

I don't know if this changes your view of the matter, but I've compared notes with a female colleague about behavior in our respective locker rooms at the gym in our anonymous large federal agency. Half or more of the men walk to the showers (which are private stalls) with a towel covering their "particular item." Virtually all the women strut around in the altogether. Go figure.

"... a group of people who share a profound yet irrational conviction that their worth as human beings is directly tied to the size of a particular item"

And here I thought you were talking about breast enhancement surgery.... what a disappointment.

Think about it: here is a group of people who share a profound yet irrational conviction that their worth as human beings is directly tied to the size of a particular item.

Yes, and women know that the worth of a man depends on the sixe of his bankroll (or his political power).

Well, one has to admit that, depending on her positioning (and, um, the landscaping situation) women don't actually show that much when they're nude. Not regarding genitals.

Mammary glands, sure. But our primary reproductive organs are less apparent to the casual glance.

I bet you Jeff would say that government issue towels aren't that large.

Perhaps evidence is being gathered for a future sexual harassment suit? I thought the sensitivity seminars suggest talking about non-sexual matters at work? Comparing notes or taking notes/documenting the occurence?

It sounds to me that Attila Girl is just complaining because she hasn't gotten any.
Attila maybe you would feel happier in life If you just got a rock hard one in your cute little pink vagina.

Wow. It's certainly been a while since someone with no sense of humor showed up here to discuss my body parts. Especially since I slowed down on the political material.

But thanks for the compliment on my cunt. It certainly is adorable, and I was afraid that wasn't conveying that sufficiently in my prose.