IT’S IN THE MALE

Kaufman, of course, is the “Babe” Ruth of local man bashers. But she does manage, in her chirping, clucking style, to make at least one good point. Us fellas would be better off, she hints, if--every once in a while--we allowed ourselves to experience the cosmic self-doubt and general mechanical incompetence that goes along with being a chick.

Personally, I think it’s a great idea. I also think that any idiot--male or female--knows there is a little bit of doll in every guy and a little bit of guy in every doll. Otherwise, dolls would never wear shoulder pads and guys would never shave.

The male ego simply does not exist in pure form. Every man has at least some “womanly” aspects to his personality. I, for example, have no less than three women living inside me. Prudence is in charge of manners, and Martha is great with kids. Flo is a study in warmth and spontaneity. All three conspire to make me a better man.

Maybe, just once, we could hear something positive about the men inside Margo Kaufman. I’m dying to know if any one of them could change a flat tire without bursting into tears.

ERIK FAIR, Santa Ana