Free the male man!

Hear ye, hear ye! Dawn-to-dark commuters, test pilots, high window cleaners, Grand Prix racers, lion tamers, ditch diggers, knuckle ball pitchers, vice presidents, night watchmen - in fact, all members of the world’s largest persecuted minority (almost 50% of the human race are males) - are hereby urged to break the bondage of purse strings and enforce the following non-negotiable demands:

-Equal Work (same hours as women)
-Equal Leisure (same hours as women)
-A Fair Share of the Wealth (decreased stress = greater longevity)
-Equal Alimony (just think about that!)
-Desegregation of Women’s Locker Rooms and Beauty Salons (millions of men now need hair sets)
-Ban Topless Swim Trunks (male torso is not a sex object)
-Police Protection from Female Karate Experts . . .

Shepherd Mead’s hilarious Male Manifesto takes a fresh look at the issues and perils of the coming sexual war and exhorts his comrades-in-arms to rally ‘round this book, boys, in one of the most delightfully chauvinistic satires to come along in years.