Women Are Smarter Than Men?

To answer the question to the pic posted, they come to Mitchieville. A new commenter, *l.m*, who resides at Whimpering Jello, responded to my award-winning post, Men Are Smart. Women? Not so Much, with a few well crafter thoughts that I'm sure you will enjoy:

From the information in your post I can conclude only that this study means that men perform better on the SAT than women. Interestingly enough, men also have written more successful novels, created more psychological theories and led more countries than women even though time and time again research has shown women to be more adept at linguistics and social interactions than men, so I'm hazarding a guess that there may be less of a level playing field out there than we would like to believe. But considering that women were only able to go to college, vote and own property within the last century, and still have to deal with ridiculous sexist social pressures even today, I don't think that we are performing all that badly. As far as who is smarter between males and females, I doubt it really matters, since the selfish biology and violent behavior of males will eventually reduce them to mindless, drone-like, video game playing, sperm donors of the future as they become less and less necessary to the rearing of the offspring. Nature seems to have this funny way of reducing what is extraneous to the species over the long haul.

I'm sure l.m. made some good points, but truth be told, I stopped reading her comment when I got to the words *sexual social pressure*.

If throwing in the words *sexual pressure* isn't a thinly-veiled attempt at seducing The Mayor, then I don't know what is. You don't become The Mayor of the 49th fastest growing community in N.E. Durham Region, Ontario, Canada by not being able to read clear-cut signs. And this my friends drips of sexual overtones. If you really want to *bag The Mayor*, l.m., just say so. Your fancy words are obviously just a cover up for something that is so transparent even a backwoods hillbilly with no frontal lobe can see.

l.m, here's some advice; if you want to get it on with a celebrity/politician/love machine, like myself, just send me a dirty email telling me how beautiful I am and how I make your goodie package drip with desire. And send some naked pics of yourself. Oh, right, and send Fenris money.

Anyway, I don't have time for these games, I am a very busy and important person. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go kill the neighbours dog with my bare hands, finish the rest of Halo II, and whack off to a picture of Adrianna Lima.