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" Here&amp;#039;s what concerns me about the present condition of the American man: Most guys today are just big pussies. They like to pretend they&amp;#039;re bold and posture that they know what they want. But when push comes to shove, most (in my experience) are dull and ambivalent and play it safe and lack that old-fashioned real-man stuff. I mean, they can build and destroy entire empires as long as those empires are digital and on the Xbox. When it comes to real-world skills like fixing cars and repairing the house, they&amp;#039;re helpless. The last guy I dated was a whiner, and before him I was married to a whiner, and I doubt either of them knew the difference between a flathead and a Phillips. Enter Herman, the singing Jewish plumber of my dreams. The widower father of my favorite student, he just showed up one day at school, brought me a gift (some copper flowers he&amp;#039;d made), and asked me out. I was so surprised that I said yes without thinking. The first coffee date lasted eight and a half hours. The next time he called, he stated other desires. That is, he asked flat out if I wanted to sleep with him. Well, I did, and even more so because he didn&amp;#039;t pussyfoot around. You know what else I like about Herman? He can fix shit. He can build anything. He doesn&amp;#039;t complain about the physical labor. He just does what needs to be done. What makes this all the more interesting to me is that, as a hardcore feminist, I feel okay letting a man take the reins a bit. But I find this more than a little refreshing. To the point that by the time you read this, I&amp;#039;ll have married Herm. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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