It doesn't surprise me that Maureen Dowd wrote such a book. I've been watching her for years as a guest commentator on the various Sunday morning talk shows, where they solicit views from a grab bag of "influential journalists" of various political persuasions. Maureen Dowd seems to be typecasted (quite appropriately) as the angry liberal feminist with the anti-male chip on her shoulder. In the several years I've watched her comment on TV and read her articles, I haven't once agreed substatively with anything she said that was based on opinion.
Quite frankly Maureen reminds me of a certain subculture of the lesbian community at UVa. A lesbian friend of mine used to talk about a handful of lesbians who would chastise her for talking with men (such as myself). And it drove them absolutely bullschit when I would hug one of their lesbians friends. A self respecting lesbian could be shunned for that kind of behavior, you know...
Quite frankly these are people badly in need of couseling.
But then there are quite a few people out there who fit in that category...
I'm sure Maureen has her loyal readers who would eat up a book like this - even if it is tongue-in-cheek. What-ever
... Let them have their little pity party. It makes them feel superior, you know.
The thing I want to know is this. Where were these allegedly superior IQ women when I was on the dating scene? I spent half a lifetime looking for a mate who was an equal in any way to my six highly achieving sisters and my mom who was valedictorian of her high school. Intimidated? Sorry... More like avoiding the beatch factor like the plague. Can you blame a halfway intelligent man for shunning a mate lacking in the most basic social skills? IQ alone does not a man/woman make. Sorry, missy...
Let's put it this way. I'll put half my sisters, my mom, and any number of a few women I dated up against Miss Dowd any day of the year. Measure on any factor you consider worthy of "achievement." She couldn't hold a candle to any of them on a windless day.
Eat your heart out, Maureen, not that you really cared in the first place.