Dear C,
So glad to hear you are continuing to drive the forward march for feminism in my absence. In fact, dear C, it sounds like you may have just taken the greatest leap forward in human development since homo erectus took his first step out of Africa. Who knew that thinking with one's penis could leave men with the impression that they are smarter and more competent than women, when in fact any dickhead should be able to tell that this notion is simply laughable. Then again, since when do facts ever matter in life? As every woman knows, it's only impressions that count. Hopefully, this pill will at least level the playing field on that front.
I'm sure it's only a matter of time, of course, before studies come out proving that little blue pills are far more dangerous for women than they are for men. No doubt, they will start with a study that 'proves' it is dangerous for women to take during pregnancy, for fear that labor will become orgasmic (highly dangerous, don't you know), or that girl babies will be born with beards. Next, there will be talk of college coeds engaging in pill-popping orgies (literally) that will result in a significant drop in their grade point average – no matter if they go on to become President, like so many of our great leaders in the past. The greatest amount of research, of course, will be devoted to a report that solemnly proves a clear corrolation between pill-popping Cougars and heart disease – one that works in reverse correlation with the age of the male participant.
In anticipation of such oprobium, dear C, I propose we start our very own focus group to lobby for a report of our own: one that definitively demonstrates the relationship between the equal sharing of domestic duties, female contentment, and by logical extension, male sexual satisfaction?
By way of research, dear C, may I start by prevailing upon you for a supply of my very own little blue pills?
P.
