A Visual Guide to Men
My friend Jon put everything women need to know about men on a simple and convenient graph.
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My friend Jon put everything women need to know about men on a simple and convenient graph.
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If you’re thinking about writing a book, the first thing you need to know is that it’s impossible. Having written three (this is one more book than I’ve read), I can assure you that the task is so overwhelming that it cannot be done.
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“My problems are trivial. I have no business complaining.”
With so much suffering in the news this week, I have heard that sentiment several times.
Useful though it is to acknowledge the charmed nature of our own existence, the suffering of others doesn’t mean that our problems are inconsequential. If that were the case, then only one person in the whole, wide world would be allowed to admit that he has a problem.
Let’s say that Mike is having a bad day because his boss is angry. He disregards it because Mary is having a worse day: her tattoo artist put “Larry” on her nethers, and her boyfriend’s name is Carry. But she can’t complain because Nick stepped in a bear trap, fell down the stairs, and landed in a vat of tripe.
Eventually, we get to the person who is having the worst day in the world. The my-problems-are-trivial logic says only that person has real problems. The rest of us, even Nick, should walk it off.
The logic is perfectly natural. When we notice the suffering of others, our minds give us a dose of shame to remind us that life ain’t so bad. That is a good and useful thing, but shame can be immobilizing when it takes over. Mike, Mary, and Nick need to find solutions before their problems grow. That fact is not altered by the suffering of others, and none of them can afford to let shame impede their responsibilities.
Of course, my examples are kinda silly. Here is a more realistic scenario: someone struggling with depression notices the suffering of others, and he becomes mired in shame at his inability to stop being depressed. That gives him one more reason to dislike himself, and the depression grows that much worse.
My clinical opinion? Count your blessings, help out where you can, then get back to work on whatever problem you face. As supervisors have told me, you are more useful to others when your own house is in order.
They also told me to stop coming to supervision drunk, and for God’s sake put some pants on, but that advice probably doesn’t apply to you. So just take care of yourself.
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I won’t be washing dishes anymore. Here’s why.
Back in ‘06, researchers noticed what might have been a major contributor to the demise of the Neanderthals: they failed to divide labor between the genders.
Among their human contemporaries, men hunted while women gathered food and tended the home fires. But Neanderthals, to their demise, enjoyed the ultimate in gender equality. Males and females hunted together, which was risky and punishing business (original research here).
Imagine the survival advantage conferred on human children by the division of labor. They were reared by two different types of minds, each with its own way of seeing the world, caring for the clan, and tending to needs. Mothers could provide consistent nurturance and sustenance, while fathers kept the dangerous business of hunting safely away from home.
Division of labor turns out to have been pretty handy for us. That’s why I was intrigued by this research. It seems that men who perform traditionally female household chores, such as cooking and cleaning, have less sex than those who stick to traditionally male tasks like mowing the lawn and fixing the roof (original research here).
If I’m reading all this correctly, and I’m pretty sure I am, then I must immediately stop helping around the house. My thoughtless actions could kill us all, just like the poor Neanderthals. So today I will tell Iron Wife, “Woman, I’ll be on the couch until the grass needs cuttin’.”
I’ll let you know how it goes.
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Like the new look of the site? There are a few changes that I hope you will find to be rich and satisfying. IronShrink has suffered with my fancy book writin’, and I haven’t updated the site for several months. That’s just embarrassing.
I will continue to write the occasional long article, like those on the left side of the page, but also shorter, more frequent posts right here in the center. Look for posts on recent psychological research, biscuits and gravy, and whatever else seems relevant.
OK, that’s enough self-indulgent “hey, look what I’m doing on my blog!” business. Just wanted to let you all know what’s up, and that I haven’t forgotten about you.
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My father used to say that all politicians are corrupt. When I was younger, and considered myself wiser than him, I disagreed. Now I find myself coming around to his way of thinking, sort of. More
Last time, I shared what women told me about men – the frustrations and the joys. Now it’s the men’s turn. More
Back in May, I posted an online survey asking men and women for their thoughts on the opposite sex. Here are some of the results. More