Guess what? At any given time, during any given moment, you're probably not as happy as most dudes you know. And you're less happy than girls in the seventies!
Think it's society's sharpening emphasis on your superficialest qualities? Or your dumb minimum wage job's? Could it be PMS and the related phenomenon that is bleeding smelly coagulated blood from the same vaginas you are now supposed to wax bald once a month, or your relative difficulty getting off? Or is it the fact you make less money, or the fact that even when you make more money your tits are the whole reason, status handbags and the related fact that we meet so many fucking women who confirm all our deepest fears about women by paying stupid money for them, crap emails, the rising cost of health care, the rising cost of toilet paper, our undiagnosed cases of ADD, and getting our college gray rapist completely outdouched by our preposterously chauvinist bosses, and above and beyond all this, the absurd imperative that is multitasking all these factors at once? We were so busy doing that last part we forgot to read the article, so we did..
And yeah, it turns out we were right about everything, especially that last part. Essentially we find pretty much every activity we engage in more unpleasant than men, mainly because we are expected to engage in so many goddamn activities, and specifically spending time with those parents who want to know when we'll finally grow up and find a real job and get married and give them grandchildren so we can get on with taking care of them in old age already.
He's Happier, She's Less So [NY Times]
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