Last time together, I enjoyed the opportunity to talk to women about men. 

This go-around, we’re going to reverse the equation and have some fun talking to men about women. 

Better buckle up.

Women civilize the world — Search no further if you’re looking for a summary statement on the importance of women. They bless us all by adding beauty, normalcy, softness, wisdom and making men better men. We have to become better to earn their gifts. And then there’s that other little contribution — the matchless capacity to create new life.

Yes, women are moody — Anyone who suggests otherwise has impaired powers of observation, skipped basic biology, and/or enjoys arguing with mother nature. Good luck with that. Whether it’s hormonal, emotional or a clear difference in brain structure, women’s moods naturally fluctuate. Contrary to popular opinion, that’s only a bad thing if one lets it be bad. Women are like the seasons — having a spring, summer, fall and winter keeps things more interesting. Though men complain, we like that diversity. If you’re a woman, remember that your biological reality doesn’t add anything to you that’s not already in you. It can magnify your feelings and release them, but, if properly addressed, that’s a good thing and one of the reasons women are typically much more aware and introspective than men. Yep, I just said that — your cycle is your friend. It’s an intricate part of the depth you have that many men don’t.

Women have a tremendous capacity for love — Men do, too, but most of us have to work at it. We build skyscrapers and clean gutters, women — good women — build people. They do it with love. Spoiler alert – anger and self-absorption strangle one’s capacity for love.

Women are damaged by casual sex — Sorry to be the one to break the news, guys, but a woman’s private parts and her heart parts travel as a team. For women, being physically intimate will automatically trigger heart stuff. I know the women’s liberation movement long ago suggested otherwise, but truth is pretty much indifferent to the latest and greatest bit of social nonsense. If, as a man, you enjoy using women as toys, know that you are breaking something that needs better from you. If you are a woman, and are OK with being casually sexual, may one suggest your heart has already been broken?

Women are afraid — That’s because women are smart. Anybody attempting to live a decent life on this confusing planet — who is not afraid — is blind or foolish. But one can be afraid and not be run by that fear. Apprehension can prompt growth, vision and hard work. Unfortunately, far too many women in our culture have chosen to run from their fear through anger, distraction, pretense and a new-age “who needs men” fairytale.

Women have been culturally kidnapped — One of society’s silliest notions is teaching women to be like men. Since when is aiming low a form of liberation? Yes, women can do most things that men can, but how many of those things do they enjoy or really want to do? Equal opportunity is fine — compulsory participation in a messed-up culture’s frivolities is foolish. One of the great ironies of modern times is that women have gained their earned freedom, but been left wandering in a bewildering cornucopia of social absurdities. Not coincidentally, at the same time, a lot of men have lost their connection to the why’s and how’s of being men.

Women are not meant to be alone — None of us are. Though women can weather the transition, a liberated career woman in her twenties and thirties finds things changing — and her world shrinking — in her forties and beyond. Finding love, companionship, security and meaning in work is an elusive all-inclusive at best. Any social script that ends with people being alone is probably not ideal.

We’re in this together — There’s are reasons that so many women are growing angrier and more depressed by the minute, while men are becoming more immature and lost. For one, anger and depression dependably come packaged together. Secondly, for the same reason spending too much time at the beach will give you a sunburn, conforming to the latest and greatest bit of social-justice pretense is a sure way to lose your mojo. If women really want to roar, they can’t do it by imitating men, indulging darker instincts, relying on anger as a primary motivational fuel, or hanging out with Antifa-boys using protests as a form of entertainment.