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Sexism isn’t generally all that overt these days–at least on most urban areas on the US.  I do, I suppose, sit in a the back of a limo with the seat beat pressing right on my neck no matter what I do.  It would be across my shoulder if I was the height of an average man, rather than (as I am) the height of an average woman.  But honestly, isn’t that a pitiful thing to be complaining about?

 As I suppose is the Hudson News outlet at the airport that thinks computers and retirement are somehow  only the purview of men.  I mean… com-poot-are, what are one of those?  And me, I plan to die young and beautiful like like all good females do, and avoid that messy business of needing to save up any money for later.  Or maybe my non-existant husband with deal with that for me.

 To be fair I think the labels may have drifted a little out of place, but the whole idea of labelling magazines by presumed gender of readership strikes me as rather silly.  They are grouped predominantly by topic and if you want to know what the magazine is about, specifically, the cover tends to be something of a clue. 

Besides, as any logical and educated person knows, the whole thing is based on a logical fallacy.  Even when most of the readers of a magazine on a certain topic are women, that does not imply that most women are interested in that topic–which is, to my mind, what would make something a ‘woman’s interest’. 

But I shall desist ranting on this point for fear of becoming boring. 

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