Question From A 'Y ' Chromosome
I am 49 years old and can remember the feminist movement quite well. I've never had a problem with it; in fact I thought it was great. I've never understood the concept of paying a woman less than a man for the same job or automatically assuming a female professional was any less competent than a male. I've had numerous female bosses and got along with them well. I honestly cannot recall ever being admonished for opening a door for a woman.
As for sexual satisfaction, (a topic that seems to walk hand-in-hand with feminism)I've always...ALWAYS tried to make sure the lady I was making love with had as much fun as I did. If they faked their orgasms, they were all extremely talented actresses. (No, not bragging; I've only been with 5 women in my life.)
My question is this:
Am I the type of guy feminists are referring to when they talk about "pigs"? In other words, am I the type of guy Jenny Fields was impugning in her book? This is not written in sarcasm; it is totally genuine.
Sticks & stones may break my bones, but they'll break YOURS, too.