Women are from Zorkon 9 (Morford)

[Triana]

Ohhh! I love Morford! And he obviously loves women. Or, at least one of them. LUCKY gal!
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All Women Are From Zorkon 9
Forget Venus. Women are from someplace far weirder, and more wonderful. Mark Morford has proof
- By Mark Morford, SF Gate Columnist
Friday, May 26, 2006

I am not here to exaggerate these kinds of things. I am not here to make this stuff up. Truth happens. Reality pinches, rides up, makes you start and shiver in utter amazement.

Sometimes the differences are razor sharp and dazzling. Sometimes the sexes can only look at each other across our vast chasms of insanity and mind-set and unique psycho-emotional temperament, and laugh. And then cry. And then have sex. And then carry on as if nothing fantastically bizarre is happening here.

What you are about to read is exactly as I remember it, though it is possible my memory is slightly hazy, tainted from the snifter of Havana Club and the daylong shopping and the morning sex and the earlier argument about proper cleanup of parrot poop from my fabulous couch. Plus the fact that it all took place while wearing sweatpants and bras and underwear, in various combinations, depending on who you're looking at.

Nevertheless, I stand by every word. Except for the part about the screaming. That may be slightly exaggerated. But not by much.

It took place, as most epiphanies do, in the bedroom. It was evening, one of those weird warm balmy ones that San Francisco gets about as frequently as a politician gets a conscience, with a hint of spring rain in the air and a breath of new life in the world, a time when you have the windows open just a little and the air smells like a trademark urban admixture of fresh growth and divine hope and SUV exhaust. You know the kind.

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http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?file=/g/a/2006/05/26/notes052606.DTL&type=printable

[Book Lover]

1. Devil's Advocate here

So women are at our best when we live straight from our emotions and care for others and squeal delightfully and of course *give life* and it all had better come naturally or else we're something so awful and horrible that Morford might just have to call us some name not related to goddess-worship. And of course no male could ever do such a thing, ever (save a moth, that is). Thanks, Mark. Can I get a stepladder, please? This pedestal is damn high.

[mrreowwr_kittty]

2. Agreed

Cute article but definitely reinforces and, frankly, prescribes stereotypical behavior. I'm picturing illusions and pedestals tragically shattered when the weather is crappy, Ms. Beautiful has PMS, and the moth is smashed instead of rescued. Why do I get the feeling that Morford's relationships don't last very long?

[Triana]

3. I think he's been in this particular relationship for quite a while ..

Maybe one has to buy into the mysogenist mantra that 'living from emotions' or 'being life-giving' or 'saving moths' (something a guy wouldn't do) is somehow bad, inferior, or to be looked down upon and disparaged if they're considered typically female traits, and I'm not convinced they are. Even if they are, they ought to be looked upon in a more positive light than they generally are by most of the population. Which Morford does in this article and for that I give him kudos.

OK maybe he does advance the theory that most women are overly emotional and fitty but at least he's not disparaging about it and saw it as something mysterious, sweet, and awesome rather than something disgusting.

Anyway, I see your point, but it's nice to read/hear a male talk positively about womens' emotions (even if he generalizes too much) - how often does that happen?

[mrreowwr_kittty]

4. Oh well okay then

Guess she has to act like that all the time then. :shrug:

[Warpy]

5. Thank you.

Your first line was my uncharitable thought, too.

He needs to pick on somebody his own age. That would help a lot.

[bloom]

6. At least

she wasn't screaming for help over a spider or something.

His writing style is funny - but I can see both sides. His trying to distance himself from emotions over trivial? things and his point that we try to get along at all - even when it seems that we are coming from vastly different places. And to be able to laugh.


" It is a wonder the sexes make some sort of adorably vain attempt to bridge that rainbow chasm between us just long enough to remain wildly attracted to one another and still have sex and eat together at restaurants and laugh at each other's jokes and pretend we understand what the hell is going on. We do not. This is the great cosmic joke."