The End of Men

Earlier this year, women became the majority of the workforce for the first time in U.S. history. Most managers are now women too. And for every two men who get a college degree this year, three women will do the same. For years, women’s progress has been cast as a struggle for equality. But what if equality isn’t the end point? What if modern, postindustrial society is simply better suited to women? A report on the unprecedented role reversal now under way— and its vast cultural consequences.

Seemingly spelling the end of men from an evolutionary context. Seeing the sensational title of such an article, most men would either get painfully defensive - or even worse, shrug it off altogether as so much hogwash.

Judging from the comments made, more than a handful won't be able to maintain focus long enough to get through such a long, wordy article. Even when our local pundit wrote about the issue, quite a number of the male commenters decried the length of the article. Obviously they would have preferred pithy tweets.


Whaddaymean I gotta get a decent job?
Take a look at our local universities and it's easy to see the above trend. Far more obvious when it comes to the Malay population with pastel-coloured tudungs outnumbering the boys in our local campuses. Quite a worrying trend since I wouldn't want to work in a single gender department.

Seriously. It doesn't work well. The proof's right here in my own overwhelmingly female department where estrogen rules! Well apart from me that is. Rather than form a solid, enduring sisterhood, the girls prefer running their own combative cliques instead.

Really, a mixed gender department would be preferable - though at the rate boys are dropping out of high school, I don't think we'd be able to find all that many male doctors in the future. Even worse when the boys these days are content to have slackers and losers in the media as their role models. So buck up boys!

When I look at my nephew and niece, the differences become quite apparent. My niece Chatty Carmen picked up a book even way before she could read, flipping thjrough the pages with apparent interest and wonder. Once Carmen managed to ascertain the complex symbols as meaningful words, she has turned into quite a junior bibliophile, gobbling up dozens of fairytales and fables in a month. With such a heightened imagination - and frequent exposure to the written word, she's even started doodling little stories of her own in her charmingly misspelled writing.

Even one of her uncle setting up home with a Charming Calvin. Hmm.

While her rambunctious brother hasn't picked up pen and paper as yet. Rambling Raoul seems far more interested in playing with his Tonka trucks at the moment. And though he tries to emulate his ambitious sister as much as he can, Raoul stops short at reading and writing. Children's literature obviously holds very little appeal.

He's already 3 by the way.

Worrying?