Okay, beer and pizza, I like. I know lots of females that do also. Sportscenter, though? Come on, Maureen Dowd. And I happen to love Jane Austen! Where does one rally the spirits to constantly fight such pervasive gender bullshit? This, from an otherwise liberal NY Times columnist, in a fairly messy essay that seems like it wants to say something:
The more I thought about it, the more it seemed not only risky, but the height of presumption to expect someone to devote that many hours to fathoming someone else's psyche. What guy would drag himself away from ESPN's "SportsCenter" to read "Sense and Sensibility" or from beer and pizza to devour "Cakes and Ale"?
What planet do I live on?