No, I am not going to write a book with the above title. So those excited by the prospect can go away now. Please.
And if I were to write such a book, I would be considered strange at best, and not fit for serious public discourse, and with good reason.
In short, men who are overly obsessed with their nether regions, whose brains are in their pants, if you will, are considered in great need of maturity and wisdom. And society makes needful efforts to protect itself from such men (if “men” is even the appropriate word).
Then why is it that certain women – excuse me – womyn think it a wonderful thing to be obsessed with their nether regions and even to parade them all over the place, literally? Why do such write Vagina: A New Biography and write and perform again and again and again and again and again and again The Vagina Monologues?
And, more to the point, why doesn’t society consider such with the same disdain it has towards men who are overly obsessed with their nether regions?