Sorry, Gayle hunny, I'm going to have to disagree with you on this one, too.
Speaking as a man, I think I am perfectly qualified to say that, for the vast majority of my sex, this touchy-feely, inclusive drivel has absolutely no relevance or interest to men and the way they live. I am not going to wear a little ribbon, or spend fruitless hours exploring my feelings. Nor do I intend,
ever, burning my jock-strap. Spare me the fluffy, pink, gushing feminism, Gayle, and please keep your patronising, busy-bodying nose out of my prostate, the condition of which is a matter between myself and my GP, thank-you.
