DNA and The Bell Curve
Sam Aurelius Milam III
Of the various women with whom I had intimate relationships over the years, half of them claimed that, sometime in their past, they’d been the victims of sexual abuse.  Maybe there were others with similar stories who just didn’t mention them but half of them, by actual count, did.  They weren’t talking about gender discrimination in the workplace.  They were claiming to have been the victims of actual sexual abuse.  If the instance of such experiences in the general female population is as high as it was in my own little sample of that population, then 50% of all women could make similar claims.  From all of the noise and commotion that I see women making on the television, that seems possible.  If 50% of women claim to have been sexually abused, then I have to wonder if, maybe, 50% of men might engage in behavior that the women consider to be abusive.

Eyes of the Beholder    Sam Aurelius Milam III —from the March 1996 issue Mirror, mirror, on the wall Showing nothing, hiding all. Mirror, mirror, dare I see, More than you reflect of me?

Fifty percent is a big number.  If that many men, or anything even close to it, engage in such behavior, then women have a different problem than they think they have.  Fifty percent is at the middle of the bell curve.  That makes sexually abusive behavior normal, by definition.  If that’s the case, then women are not objecting to abnormal behavior by men.  They’re objecting to our normal behavior.  Legislation, litigation, and all of the whining in the world can’t remove the middle of the bell curve.  Thus, instead of trying to nag us into being something that we aren’t, maybe women should learn to understand us as we are, to accept us for what we are, and then to find constructive ways to deal with us.  For example, maybe they could avoid us, instead of forcing their way, unwanted, into our workplaces.  Instead, we could have male only workplaces, female only workplaces, and mixed gender workplaces.  People could work in whichever situation suits them.  Choice.  What a wild idea.  Women could also end all of that other intrusive and manipulative nonsense that they’ve tried for so long which, according to their own testimony, hasn’t worked anyway.
On the other hand, if only a few men engage in such behavior, then why are half of the women encountering them?  Surely, so many women can’t all encounter the same few men by chance.  Are they actually seeking abusive men?  Could they be putting themselves in harms way for some dark reason that’s buried in their own DNA?  It’s an interesting question.  In that regard, see my article Dark Reflections, in the March 1996 issue.

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Additional Reading
•    Dark Reflections, in the March 1996 issue
http://frontiersman.org.uk/1996/1996-03/1996-03.html#Dark_Reflections
•    Thanks for the Mammaries:  a Ma’amoir, in Pharos
http://pharos.org.uk/Adventures_and_Misadventures/Adventures.html#Ma-amoir

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Depression Era Jokes
As told to me by my father.
• The cafe owner walked over to the table where his only customer was sipping coffee.  He looked out the window and said, “Looks a little like rain.”  The customer said, “Yeah, but it tastes a little like coffee.”
• A man who’d been riding the rails, looking for work, walked into town and saw a sign in the cafe window.  The sign advertised, “All the soup you can eat, 5¢.”
• He went in, gave the owner 5¢, and sat down by the window to eat some soup.  He finish his first bowl, waved to the owner, and asked for a refill.  The owner said, “You already finished.”  The man said, “The sign says all I can eat for 5¢.”  The owner said  “One bowl full is all you can eat for 5¢.”
• A woman went to the local grocer to buy a pound of butter.  He wrapped it in paper, took it to the counter, and she bought it.
Later, at home, she unwrapped the butter and sat it on her table while she prepared some vegetables on her countertop.  When she turned around, there was a mouse that had just climbed onto her butter.  It hadn’t eaten any, or caused any visible harm, but she didn’t want to use the butter.
She took the butter back to the grocer and explained the situation.  The butter was unharmed, she just wasn’t comfortable using it, knowing that a mouse had sat on it.  She explained that another customer, ignorant of the butter’s recent history, could use it without harm.  So, she asked the grocer to exchange it for a different pound of butter.  He agreed.
The grocer took the pound of butter in back, wrapped it in a different piece of paper, and returned it to the woman.  She left happily, with her original pound of butter.