LETTER: Men turning the tables

To the editor

Just when I think the Statesman has turned into a print version of the view, Pantera, Ice Hockey and the BCS come along. Monday’s edition contained a column that did nothing more than piss and moan about men. Needless to say, being the man I am, I was disgusted.

I’ll tell you what’s happened to your so-called “man’s man”, he’s at the hockey game listening to Pantera, he’s at home drinking beer and watching college football. He’s certainly not out catering to your every whim. The idea of a man paying for a woman’s dinner is absurd. If a woman is lucky enough to have a man decide to spend time with her, the least she can do is make him a sandwich. Last time I checked, a guy with hundred dollar hole-in-the-knee jeans, frosted tips, and the new Justin Timberlake album is a total wuss, not a man’s man. You hear me Ty Pennington.

It’s a long road to recovery, but, so far I think we’re off to a good start. I think we need to reinstate the pornographic ad section, start a new section devoted entirely to the Denver Broncos/Jake Plummer’s beard, and a column on Guitar Hero would surely be appreciated. But, if I see one more article on dating etiquette, counting carbs, or fall fashion follies, I’m going to lose it.

Jordan Sefcovic