“Why don’t men want to go to therapy?” my wife asked me as we rode to work together. Shes works in an office three blocks away from mine.
“John Grey, in Men Are from Mars and Women Are from Venus,” I told her, “says that women solve their problems cooperatively with friends, while men solve their problems alone. To ask for help would be a sign of weakness in a man.”
“That’s idiotic,” she retorted. “We are all on the same planet, which is Earth.”
“Yes, but we have evolved differently.” Rob Becker in Defending the Caveman says that prehistoric women would gather spices, fruits and vegetables, and had to communicate and trade information with one another. Prehistoric men, on the other hand, had to be silent while stalking the woolly mammoths.
“If women have a better idea,” said my wife, “men ought to try it.”
“Men are not just women in men’s clothing,” I replied, “They are different.”
When I got to my office, my first appointment was in the waiting room. I escorted her to my office. “What seems to be the problem?” I asked.
“My husband doesn’t want to go to therapy.”