If you cannot laugh at life, possessing humanity would have no meaning!
Things can get very hairy whilst discussing and reading certain gender issues. Yet, despite this, there are some original and valued ideas that come out of these discussions that take you closer to the reality that you are a living, fragile, human being.
There are also moments when I become aware of the strangeness to the experiences and setup behind this being human scenario. Quite aside from the unique experience of being a woman and not a man, one has to question the rationale of a being with oddly designed ears! If you already think that nature is just a big joke like I sometimes do, please feel free to take a read of what Holly Lisle has to say about this issue:
I really want to know who to blame for ear design. They’re okay when you’re upright. Not great. They don’t swivel so you can’t hone in on interesting sounds. They’re not very sensitive even at the best of times and with the best of ears.
But when you lie down, if you sleep on your side, you immediately lose hearing in the ear you’re lying on. Lying on your ear smunches it against your head, too, which hurts when you wake up (and sometimes hurts enough to wake you up). Predator and prey mammals usually have these great top-mounted swivelly ears that both still work whether the animals are upright or sleeping.
I thought this comment was funny when I first read it, but nothing prepared me for the wonderfully witty response from one of her readers:
From: El Adonai [yhwh .ancient.of.days AT SOME MAIL SERVER.com]
Subject: Regarding Ear Design
Hello, Holly. Recently it came to my attention that you are dissatisfied with the quality and design of the human aural receptors, otherwise more commonly known as “ears”.Look, nobody’s perfect, okay? I was sitting there just sort of doodling ideas out and then up came Gabriel going on about “You never share any of the creation” and “why don’t you let us try now and again”. So, I handed him the pad and let him try. I said to him, It must be functional–the purpose of this organ is to perceive sound, so that my children may hear my voice and all the beauty of the world; take this paper, this ink, and make for me a thing to fulfill this purpose.
Easy enough, right? And what does that blowhard hand me? Abstract art! On my Son’s eyes, I swear it was almost as bad as when I let Lucifer at it and he made that “appendix” thing. He still won’t tell me what that damn thing is supposed to do.
Love,
I Am
I wonder what “El Adonai” would make of the whole “Gender War”? Actually I dread to think of the hidden explanation for that one 
