Many women are afraid of not protecting or disguising the sins of their oppressors.

This is for men: The truth will set you free.

This is for women: The truth may also kill you.

For women, pretending to not be experts (so as to leave everybody else's egos undented) has oftentimes brought more love than being true to what we know. That is dangerous stuff.

Feeling compassion does not mean we are stupid.

I believe the key to peace is honor. As of now I don't know how to explain it, promote it, implement it, or even properly argue for it. I will keep working on it of course.

The difference between men and women is, when women get sentimental, no one gets hurt.

How many men hide their football versus women hiding their romances? My inner unicorn once made me write the following story:

Romance

When the unicorn found a romance novel, open to page 243 already, on the sofa of one of its favorite women, it felt tenderness toward the woman, but also a little sorry that the woman had to stoop so low. And it wasn’t even a lesbian romance!

Until one rainy day the unicorn read a romance itself and ate the requisite chocolate bonbons while the flames of the fireplace cast their seductive shadows.  The unicorn cried passionately throughout the last two pages, though it had a sneaking suspicion that the romance it was reading wasn’t even particularly good.

Next day the unicorn confided in its English professor, an open-minded sporty young man who, the unicorn believed, would be inspired by its insights.

“I felt so much I never get to feel in my comparatively seedy and grainy life,” said the unicorn. “And it wasn’t even a unicorn romance!”

“The only problem with romance novels is that they are all the same,” said the professor.

“Which makes them sort of like football games, doesn’t it?” mused the inspired unicorn. “The only difference is in the detail.”

The unicorn was astonished when it flunked the course.

(from The Unicorn And . . ., Lulu 2008)

Through education women have learned to identify with men for the last five thousand years or so; now perhaps it is time for spending the next five thousands years teaching men to identify with women.

And we might just become human in the process.