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Windscreen wipers
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Opinion (contains content that was indicative of young people of a time)
I try to be a man of contrasts. There is no real defining line or drive that binds my thoughts. A while ago, someone who thought themselves clever and wanted to draw out just how sexist or misogynistic I really am asked me a question.
'What in your mind is the main difference between men and women?'
'Women can bend their arms further at the elbow than men can. They go beyond just straight.'
He was confused, He expected something else, no doubt from a list he had in his head. On the other hand I can be crude, at least for humorous purposes. My mates and I used to play 'word association' and inevitably being young, one of them would bring the tone down and say, 'Tits'. I was tired of this, not least because anyone can reel off words associated with sex. The game dissasembles into a string of synonyms for body parts and the temporary conjoining of two people. I had heard a comedian on the television years ago make a joke, I think when I was twelve, and I longed to tell it but never felt that it was ever a good time because I think it was dismissive of women and somewhat abasing. I waited twelve years until the prime time came up.
Now, when we played the word association game, if someone said a word that was deemed by the others not to be associated with the previous word the person would be 'out'. By the same token, if someone was challenged thus so and the word is shown to be associated the challenger would be out. All I had to do was be the person whose turn followed someone who said 'tits'.
'Windscreen wipers', I said. I was immediately challenged by everyone. I moved my head repeatedly from side to side in an arc while making kissing sounds. The joke from twelve years ago was revealed at last.