Self-congratulatory, seemingly pro-feminist straight men.

“Look at me! I’m understanding women! And yet — I’m male!”

“Look at me! I’m condescending to sympathize with you! And yet — a penis!”

“Look at me! I’m listening to you with an only slightly patronizing air. And then –  telling you how you really feel!”

Not speaking about anyone in this household but perhaps speaking of virtual people I might happen to come across now and then.

I used to date guys like that and then wonder what was wrong with me that I couldn’t get my point across. I mean, they seemed so reasonable with their caring head tilts, their concerned nods, their love of Tom Robbins novels. (Heh.)

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