Are All Men’s Rights Advocates Like Dilbert Creator Scott Adams?

Scott Adams isn't down with the ladies.

Dilbert creator Scott Adams started quite the controversy earlier this month when he took to his blog to throw in his two cents on “men’s rights,” a topic he described as “surprisingly good” because it was “dangerous, relevant and not overdone.” Adams was two for three in his assessment. The men’s rights movement is relevant in that many are aware of it. And he, himself, would go on to prove just how dangerous the topic can be. “Not overdone,” however? I can’t give him that one, if for no other reason than his post, itself, was just that — overdone. And over the top with shockingly disparaging remarks about women. Exhibit A: his explanation behind the men’s right assertion that women are treated differently (and more favorably) than men:

“The reality is that women are treated differently by society for exactly the same reason that children and the mentally handicapped are treated differently. It’s just easier this way for everyone. You don’t argue with a four-year old about why he shouldn’t eat candy for dinner. You don’t punch a mentally handicapped guy even if he punches you first.”

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Woman Tracks Down Estranged Father: Becomes Pregnant with His Child

Talk about taking the phrase "Who's your daddy?" to a whole new level.

It’s your typical story, really. A woman decides to try to find her estranged birth father, a man she’s never met. Against the odds she succeeds and her efforts are rewarded with love. A love which soon manifests itself in the form of a child. As in the father’s child. With the daughter. Whom he impregnated. (There’s a Mackenzie Phillips joke in there somewhere that I’m not quite clever enough to pull off.)

Now, look, folks. I know this may come off as little more than me being all “old-school,” but typically speaking, I frown upon incest.

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10 Tips for New Dads

Fatherhood — it's going to be great.

Babble asked me to help then with a slide show that is up today. I really think it turned out well. The pictures are cool. The copy is quirky. And within it all, there’s a nice nugget or two to share with folks who are about to have a baby for the first time. I hope you’ll take a peek at it and if you know anyone who is about to be a parent for the first time, please forward it to them!

To check it out, click HERE.

5 Reasons I Would Never Publicly Compare and Contrast My Children

It's not a contest, but if it were, it'd be a tie.

The other day, Kate wrote a post on Being Pregnant in which she openly admitted that she loved her 20-month-old son “just a little more” than her 3-year-old daughter. Her essay read like a collection of deeply private thoughts which had accidentally found their way to the most public of forums. In them, she painted an idealistic picture of her son which contrasted starkly with the defiant one she offered of her daughter.

And while I’m not here to lambast Kate for publicly comparing and contrasting her children, I am here to offer five reasons why I would never do the same.

Seeing Yourself The Way Your Children Do

The Velveteen Rabbit teaches us how.

I had an exchange the other day with a friend I’d not spoken to in quite some time. Our conversation centered around the fortieth birthday she was about to “celebrate.” I put celebrate in quotes because the mother of two will do anything but. She admitted in no uncertain terms just how mightily she was dreading the occasion — struggling with it, even.

When I asked her why, she told me she was afraid of losing her edge. She didn’t ever want there to come a day when she wasn’t considered attractive anymore. It was harder than ever for her to “keep her figure.” She no longer had the same amount of energy as she used to. Each day of never-ending subservience to her young children was blending into the next. She felt rundown. And what’s worse, whenever she spied her own image looking back at her from a full-length mirror, she believed that she looked rundown. Especially compared to the way she looked just a few years ago.

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St. Valentine and Cupid: The Skinny About Valentine’s Day

St. Valentine

The other day, my daughter asked me a question that stopped me cold in my tracks. “Why do we even celebrate Valentine’s Day, anyway?” The greed of Hallmark executives didn’t sound like the answer she was looking for, so I took to the interwebs to find my answer, and from the best I can tell, Valentine’s Day comes down to two people: St. Valentine and Cupid.

Let’s start with St. Valentine. Who is he? And what was so romantic about him that he got an entire love-celebrating holiday named after him?

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12 Year Old Finds Obscene Message on Candy Heart

Awesome. I had one that said "nice ass," but I already ate it.

I don’t know about you guys, but we’re all fired up for Valentine’s Day at my house. Especially our 9-year-old. She delights in the amorous holiday and takes great pride in the Valentine Cards she makes for her classmates. And though that fact is an undeniable one, the skeptic in me can’t help but attribute her diligence to a desire for sugar. Because that’s really what makes the holiday appealing for her. Candy, that is.

Of course, along with candy comes the potential for hyperactivity and a cavity or two. And while neither one of those things are good, they’re absolutely nothing compared to what one set of parents has already had to deal with.

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5 Things I’ve Learned About My Wife’s Pregnancy

Put the ice cream down, raise your hands in the air and slowly back away from the table.

When Babble invited me to blog for Being Pregnant, I wasted no time in accepting. That said, I did wrestle with one tiny logistical concern. I’m not pregnant — a fact my pregnant wife has delighted in pointing out on numerous occasions. This helpful observation is offered as irrefutable proof that I can’t possibly imagine what it’s like to be her. At least that’s what I’ve gathered when she follows “you’re not pregnant” with “so you can’t possibly imagine what it’s like to be me.”

Touché. But two can play that game, my friends. For there’s something that my wife cannot possibly imagine — what it’s like to be married to someone who often holds biological impossibilities against me during hormone-fueled attacks.

Still…

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Men Chop Wood While Women Bake Delicious Cookies

All y’all who’ve been throwing out not-so-subtle Uncle Tom comments to me need to recognize one thing: you’re actions speak so loudly I can scarcely hear a word you’re saying. I’m who I’ve always been. I can smell bullshit from a country mile. And when I do, I’ll let you know about it. As the post below proves.

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Men Chop Wood While Women Bake Delicious Cookies

That better be done by the time I get back from hunting.

You know what bugs me? When men don’t treat women with the respect they deserve. Maybe it’s because I grew up with three older sisters. Or maybe it’s because my mom is such a strong and accomplished woman.

Whatever the reason, I believe that women are equal to men in every way and in every context. And I’m not looking for a medal, but sweeping, misogynistic slights against women are not something I take lightly. And while there has been much improvement with regard to gender equality, there’s still a long way to go.

A recent post on Baby’s First Year proves that fact in spades.

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New Year’s Quotes, New Year’s Resolutions and Black Eyed Peas

May 2011 be the year we all get it right.

Much of it good, like selling my business and discovering Caroline was pregnant again. Some was not so good, like the death of my sister. Life is a collection of such watershed moments. And as one year draws to a close, we look to the next one with hope—hope that it will go better, hope that we’ll navigate all of our watershed moments more effectively than we did this past year.

The hangover of the holiday season is the perfect time for such reflection, the perfect time to come up with a game plan. And I’ve almost come up with mine. But to help me along, I first read what others had to say about the changing of the years.

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