Men Rule the World

We were dining w/ friends. My first experience at a Korean restaurant. I will be back as that's damn good cuisine - grilled marinated steak, some mashed potato/cole slaw mash up, tasty, sinus clearing soup, too much (not enough) Saki and a lot of stuff I didn't recognize, but eagerly consumed. Conversation covered a variety of things - work, why would-be Pres. Newt is a bad idea (President Newt, need I further address), eating habits of the elderly, and at some point, the burden of womanhood. By this point, I wasn't sure if I was a fan of Saki or not. Further consumptions was needed. I proclaimed "Men Rule the World" and invited argument. I pointed out Atlas, the titan who bared the burden of supporting the heavens on his shoulders, and undoubtedly peed standing up. As a fan of cosmologies, I could have argued the Heads of Mythological pantheons (the ones I know of) are often male - Zeus, Jove, Jupiter, Odin, Atum, Quetzalcoatl, Lord Shiva, Yahweh, Jehovah (Mr. Jehovah to you), etc. Sure, I'll spot you Good old Gaea (Mother Earth) but I'm pretty sure she was making breakfast pancakes for Uranus back in the day. Besides, I could compare NBA ratings to WNBA ratings. Björn Borg would have crushed Chrissie Evert in their respective primes. I don't recall ever seeing a female participating in the Super Bowl. Still no female president (and that's a damn shame). Granted, Oprah is all-powerful but she's the exception, not the rule. This conversation carried over into the Sunday morning with my wife. Again, I stated "men rule the world." She rebutted, "But women rule men" and I confess, I had no argument save one small request - Honey, go make me some pancakes.Brian Rosenberger