This piece actually made my wife yell at her newspaper on the way to the metro this morning. Kriston comments on it here...I kept thinking maybe it was some sort of parody, or prank, but, nope, it appears to be in earnest:

So I don't understand why more women don't relax, enjoy the innate abilities most of us possess (as well as the ones fewer of us possess) and revel in the things most important to life at which nearly all of us excel: tenderness toward children and men and the weak and the ability to make a house a home. Then we could shriek and swoon and gossip and read chick lit to our hearts' content and not mind the fact that way down deep, we are . . . kind of dim.

I know that dead tree media is in trouble all over...but the Post's strategy of reaching out to people who don't read--by confirming their worst assumptions with lazy, fact-free content--isn't going to keep them from hemorrhaging readers who, you know, actually do read. Sober up, folks.