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Dear Man: Do you think a woman could be President?
Dear Woman: Do you think a man could be sensitive without coming across as gay?
Dear Man: Do you think a woman is able to teach men?
Dear Woman: Do you think a man is able to carry on an intelligent conversation with a woman?
Dear Man: Do you think a man and a woman can be friends without any romance?
Dear Woman: Sounds like we’ve got all the questions down.
Dear Man: But I don’t hear you answering any of them.
Dear Woman: I’m not gonna be the first one to jump into that puddle.
Dear Man: Chicken.
Dear Woman: Cluck, cluck.
Dear Man: Well, answer this. Why do you think the questions exist in the first place? After all, we don’t ask if women can be friends with each other or if men can be friends.
Dear Woman: That’s easy. Breasts and balls.
Dear Man: What do you mean?
Dear Woman: From the time you and I were little kids, we were told that women have breasts and men have balls, and that those two dangling pieces of human skin symbolize unique roles.
Dear Man: I see what you mean. So because I have breasts, I am viewed as a sexual object, even though breasts have much more to do with feeding a child than they do with luring a man.
Dear Woman: Not from my perspective! I am taught that the only way I can get your attention is by demonstrating my masculinity and kind of letting my balls hang out there.
Dear Man: Kind of, you mean…
Dear Woman: Yeah. It’s the only thing that the secular world and the religious world agree on. Men are strong–balls. Women are weak–breasts.
Dear Man: So even though the Miss America Pageant has a talent competition, and they ask them a question, everybody tunes in for the swimsuits.
Dear Woman: Hell, yeah. We run our society on sexuality while simultaneously, in our art, we insist that the sexes are so malfunctioning that sexual relations are rarely fulfilling.
Dear Man: So if you chase what we’re taught, you’re dissatisfied. And if you don’t chase it, people clump you in as a feminist.
Dear Woman: Don’t you think a man could be a feminist?
Dear Man: Not really. I think a man who’s smart and understands equality could call himself a realist. After all, we’re not going to do this separately. It’s gonna have to be together.
Dear Woman: So I guess in this society we’re stuck with breasts and balls.
Dear Man: There is another choice. It’s called brains.
Dear Woman: That’s easy to say. It sounds good. But how do you ever convince people that brains come to play in the conflict between the sexes?
Dear Man: I think that’s easy. Ultimately, nobody wants to be stuck with a stupid lover. Nobody wants to spend their life with an uncaring buffoon who is completely unaware of what’s going on.
Dear Woman: So do you think if brains were brought to the forefront in a relationship between a man and woman, that breasts and balls could be put into perspective?
Dear Man: Now there’s a question you don’t often hear. Here’s what I think. People become more attractive when they are pursuing an intelligent path toward solving the problems in their lives instead of trying to be seductive with their breasts or overpowering with their balls.
Dear Woman: So how can we use our brains without having the breasts and balls try to take authority?
Dear Man: Stop believing what people tell you about yourself unless your experience agrees with it. I don’t feel stupid. I don’t feel weak. I don’t feel like a sex object. I don’t feel I should be forbidden to teach men. I don’t think it’s impossible for a man and a woman to have a friendship.
Dear Woman: Me either.
Dear Man: That’s two of us. And two people agreeing together, using their brains, can make some pretty wonderful things happen.
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