Incoming sarcastic answer, yet with a point- we’ll never see equality until we women begin regularly asking men, “Are you on your period or something?”, compliment their tits, make wisecracks about that “wild animal between their legs,” constantly ask them if they need help lifting/opening something, purposely walk behind them at the grocery store, pat them on the head and call them “dear,” pay close attention to every other woman in the vicinity and ignore the hell out of the men, open doors for men and say, “Here ya go, little guy,” demand a pay raise over your male counterparts because hey, they’re men and men are dumber than us, right?, bitch at them for not having dinner ready at 5:30, bitch at them for not washing your favorite underwear, when you go to the mechanic, treat THEM like a total dumbass, start a new quote “Save a whale, harpoon a fat guy,” get uncomfortably close to them in random places and say, “Your hair smells nice,” tell them their dangerous medical issue can wait because there’s a woman with a possibly broken toe who ought to be treated first, snap their undies waistband and giggle the way they snap our bra straps, invite them over for a booty call then slut shame them afterward, order for them when you go out to dinner, and so on.
The Magic Mike movies were a nice opportunity to turn the tables and objectify the hell out of some fine looking men…..although no men I know seem to have actually given a shit.