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Thursday, August 24, 2006

Don't Marry a Career Woman? 

In my daily cursory glance at slate, I noticed this piece about an article in Forbes. One thing not mentioned (why would it be?) is a working paper I read in a seminar last semester that demonstrates pretty conclusively that women who work in male-dominated industries are much more likely to get divorced than their counterparts in female-dominated industries*. So it's not career women in general you need to avoid, just ones in male-dominated industries. (Since may of this blogs readers are lawyers/lawyers in training, in my opinion, marrying a lawyer is a good move. My informal sense of things is that law will be increasingly a gynocracy). Career women, don't cry off all your eye liner just yet. What we have here is a market failure.

I, for example, have long sought out a sugar momma to finance my interests in smoking weed, staring into space, and recreational space travel. In a stunning upset to feminism, career women seem be unequal to men in at least one particular way. Career men have long been content roping some bimbo to be a trophy wife.

Aren't you interested in equality anymore, women? I've been going to the gym. If you make me your trophy husband, I can guarantee you will be doin' more screwin' than a sommelier. You need to work late hours? I won't ask questions. I'll be working long hours drinking beer in the unfinished basement with high school girls. Need to travel a lot on business? Good! I've been meaning to set up the world's greatest hotwheels track inside the house. Come on ladies. Susan B. Anthony is crying in heaven. Take a ride on the M-Train.

*Many measures were taken to control for the effects of the personalities of women who take hard-charging jobs in fields such as investment banking.

-Miguel Sanchez  11:17 EST | |

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Lucky Luciano is a former Italian Stallion real estate hustler and Benedict Arnold CEO turned shady lawyer-to-be. He lives in Denver.

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