Ditto on being glad I'm a man. I like having a penis, being hairy, having a deep voice, and being able to say, "Who gives a shit?!" without feeling guilty about it. Maybe it's just my midwestern upbringing, but the women were (and are, frankly) always way too worried about what everyone else thought, or how they felt, or whatever. I remember telling my wife after we first got married years ago that she'd find things much easier if she could convince herself to stop caring what others thought about her. Obviously this has limits, but I gotta say, that's one of the things I like about being a man. That and the sense of power I get when I have a hard-on. LOL