Mr. K and I had an explosive argument two nights ago that resulted in him falling asleep and me fuming for two hours. Having now calmed myself a bit, I thought I’d throw the subject of the argument to the masses —
Does sexism still exist?
Mr. K would argue yes — and that the pendulum has swung in favor of women. You see, the argument began when Mr. K recounted a story in which he had asserted to all of his male friends that “women rule the world”.
Really? I tried to suspend disbelief and asked how he knew that was the case.
According to Mr. K, women rule the world because (again, according to him) humans are the only species which has evolved such that men AREN’T permitted to copulate at will because there is an expectation that they will mate for life.
I can’t back away from a good argument, especially when I think it’s RIDICULOUS. I pointed out that humans AREN’T the only monogamous species and got on Wikipedia — in fact, 90% of birds are monogamous (go Birdie!), and 7% of mammals (see Wikipedia).
He pooh-poohed that argument and said, somewhat rhetorically — haven’t you argued in a brief before that Wikipedia is an unreliable source?
Fine, Mr. K. You win that one. (But it’s not nice to throw back one’s professional arguments in an unrelated forum!)
So then I pointed out that — even accounting for a variety of factors affecting employment — women are still only making 80 cents on the dollar as compared to men. (GAO report.) Equal work, unequal pay.
I also pointed out that 52% of my entering associate class was women. But the partnership is only 9% women. And on the same tack, how many CEOs of Fortune 500 companies are women? Why is it big news when a women is poised to take over IBM?
And what about political power? For example, how many female heads of state are there? By my count, less than 30. Out of 193 countries recognized by the UN. So that’s 15.5% — but women rule the world….
Mr. K then told me — with a straight face — that those factors are irrelevant. The fact that he and his friends remain faithful to their wives is sufficient to prove his case.
I snapped back that the strongest proof I needed that women don’t rule the world is that every morning I pick his dirty underwear up off the floor and put it in the hamper. At which point he rolled over and went to sleep.
After a good night’s sleep I had calmed down and gave him a hug the following morning. He looked at me, and with all seriousness in his face, said “I accept your apology.”