Better than I could have said it...

A post by Infinite Thought on the critique of capitalist female reason - why "women can't be friends under capitalism" - goes some way to putting a finger on what I found so creepy about Sam in the City's piece, "Why I Love Men":

I always knew I was the kind who got along better with the boys at birthday parties than the girls. By the time I entered university, I had become a full-fledged member of the boys' club, and it was then that I made up my mind that blokes were the best sorts of friends a girl could have. They didn't want to borrow your shoes, use your lip gloss, steal your boyfriend or compare their body fat ratio to yours - ever.