Circumcise Me Why Don't You?

I have a confession: I used to read Cosmo. Once I realized that all this magazine does is tell women what men are thinking, how to please a man in the bed room and occasionally how to increase your own pleasure in the bedroom. After some time I came to realize that these magazines target women, only inform them on how to cater to men. Something is wrong with that picture.
Is there any magazine that tells men what WOMEN want? No, I am really asking. I would like to know because I would love to recommend it to a few guys I know. Chances are, they wouldn't buy it anyway. Why is it that men are so disinterested with the mind and pleasures of women while many women are still picking the brains of any man that is willing to share the trade secrets of the male gender?
I feel like I am living in a world run by men!
Wait, I am living in a world run by men because women are too dense to realize and assert their power over men (but I digress)...
There has to come a time in your adult life that you are either well educated on the pleasures of the opposite sex or you opt not to care. If only I had documented the times when I wanted to slump my torso to the left, right or half way off the bed just to improve the... *cough* "experience." Or, I could recall quite clearly the times I felt kin to trout, snapper or bass and it had nothing to do with aroma. I'm not bashing men here. There are men who don't need a book at all to please a woman however, there are many that can stand to jot down a few tips.
For the men out there that read this entry, and feel compelled to point an accusatory finger at the multitudes of women out there whose performance can best be described as subpar please take a deep breath. The solution is simple. Don't let it drive you to drink. Take a trip to your local convenience store and grab her a Cosmo.

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