@McTag,
What about rattling the pots and pans Mac?
It's all very well if you're a materialist, preferably get one designed by experts, carpet slippers in the hallway, folded evening paper, cushions plumped sort of thing. A bit like Doctor Finlay's housekeeper. Knows your next need before you do.
That's the "better sort" from a misogynistic, materialist point of view. And one can see why. It's ace. What's 7 minutes once a month compared to endless days of comfort and ease and evenings by the fireside watching Dancing on Ice. It makes sense. Misogyny I mean. If there is a "Battle of the Sexes" then the sexes should square up to each other and battle despite the unequal nature of the weapons since male superior strength was legislated out by CND. (The Campaign for Neutralising Defence) and advanced education had to be brought in to try to fill the void.
Then there's the poet's muse. A spiritual dimension if I may so put it. The logical outcome of all the circumstances from a Darwinian point of view. High potency and highly dangerous.
Your trouble Mac is that you're ashamed of your misogyny and you shouldn't be. It's perfectly normal right throughout the English class system.
Or it was until that Germaine Greer infested our shores and quickly discovered that the TV ratings and the checkouts were firmly under the control of the hands that rock the cradles and what interested them most.
All we have is bloody Top Gear and that's run by a Mumsie's gainsway who does scripted and forced misogyny in order to have us think we get equal time.