I guess I'm a member of a gender that is becoming obsolete. Wait a minute, I'm sure of my gender. It's the obsolescence I'm guessing about.
Men have made many vital contributions to the world, but as evolved as we are, we may not be needed much longer.
We've known for a while that women can do any vital job we do, save one. And science has now apparently rendered us unnecessary in that little biological miracle. Virtually tomorrow, wealthy women will be buying their sperm from reputable dealers to ensure their progeny (female by design, of course) will come from swimmers netted in the deep end of the gene pool. We could try to withold our sperm samples, but truthfully, when has our gender ever been able to avoid throwing sperm around pretty much anywhere we're asked? On that count, we become our own worst enemy. Encircle our position with adequate porn and we'd never hold out. Soon after, artificially produced sperm will be perfected and certainly do the job more reliably anyway. Ultimately, sperm kits will be available in Wal-Mart so that women on a tight budget can have beautifully engineered daughters, too.
So, the question, gentlemen, is what will we do? Once a female majority is reached, war will become all but non-existent. So, soldiering is out. World leaders may stop speaking to each other and pointedly leave rogue nations off guest lists all the while making very cutting remarks behind their backs, but none of the good old-fashioned violence we've espoused.
Illustration of projected male/female distribution in college graduates for the class of 2025.
The world of higher education is out. Boys are already graduationg high school at a lower rate and less agressively pursuing college degrees. Once the upper echelons of education are controlled by radical feminists (by that time no longer considered "radical" or "feminists" but simply "pragmatic womyn") boys in higher education would vanish. Why waste the effort on inferior stock?
Autonomous solar-powered lawnmower--a threat to the male gender?
Without the education, there is no hope for careers in business, government or finance. How many men manage their family finances as well as their wife does even today? For most, our destiny may lie in one of two fields: lawn care and vehicle maintenance. Women may simply choose to master the latter, but grooming the family fairway is genetically linked to the male chromosome.
But our talent for nurturing fescue must not remain our lone hope. With the male population drastically reduced and removed from all positions of power cities become a much safer place. More women will choose the urban life, and penthouse suites don't have lawns.
They are already training our replacements! We must develop a Plan B!
What then is our hope? WOMEN. For some reason, most of them like us. I can't figure out why, but philosophical heavy lifting is going to be outside of the male domain quite soon anyway. So, women like us. What is that going to mean once they completely take over the world? I got married in 1996. A woman completely took over my life. It's gotten nothing but better from that day forward. While I'm still allowed to make analogies...it's kind of like that.

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I have discovered that women will happily invade deer camp if given the opportunity. The only way of keeping them out is placing the spittoon near the door. It forms a magical barrier like the one that keeps vampires from entering unless invited.
On the actual deer hunting front, I'd say about 1 out of 10, maybe 1 out of 7 of the girls in our sixth grade deer hunt in a typical year. But that is because up here many of us don't actually go to a deer camp--we hunt a mile or two from our house. So, the young girls can hunt without having to be subjected to the horrors of the actual camp. Their dads then drop them off back at home in the afternoon and go to a friend's camp to do things best described by Da Yoopers songs.
Glad you said most...
That is until PLAN "L" goes into effect...
Then you'll all...
never mind, you'll find out...
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
The funny (maybe not funny) thing is the number of people who think Plan L is really on the way. If I had posted this exact same blog in a different forum, I might have had a lot of people chiming in with an earnest "Amen, brother! "
After all, we straight men have nothing to fear from gay guys. "The more gay guys out there, the more girls for me!" It's the lesbians that are the real threat. You're after our women. Y'all get toaster ovens from Melissa Etheridge for conversions! But you knew that. Since you're in on Plan L, you've obviously been going to the meetings all along.
Nah. Any good butch chick worth her salt can mow your lawn, tune your car's engine, fix the toilet and hange your drapes by lunch time... then spend the afternoon giving YOU a tune up! Vroom, vroom! ;)
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Reason #8,539,078 Why It's Great To Be a Lesbian:
When you go vroom, vroom, NOBODY thinks you're taking about a car!