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Castro.
Even so, he was more satirist than misogynist, but Kweenie called him
an asshole when he blamed the women he dubbed “The Auntie Porn and
Violence Battalion” for pouring glue into the coin slots on the street racks
selling Maneuvers that had nothing to do with his Masculinist Manifesto,
that had nothing to do, really, with women, violence, or pornography.
“How dare you,” Kweenie said, “write about women!”
“I don’t write about women. I write about men.”
“I’m an offended feminist,” Kweenie said.
“Don’t be redundant,” Ryan said.
“Don’t be a prick”
“Don’t be a cunt.”
“I’m a woman.”
“I’m a man.”
“I’m a feminist.”
“I’m a masculinist,” Ryan said. “Your rampant feminism makes me
a masculinist. Isn’t that reactionary? I’m heading toward the new homo-
sexuality: homomasculinity!”
“Yuck!”
“Until you chauvinist sows stop bushwhacking every man in the world
as a chauvinist pig, a masculinist I’ll remain, until we can all become what
we should be humanists.”
Kweenie threw her autographed copy of the Masculinist Manifesto in
her brother’s face. His inscription to her read: “From the bastard to the
bitch.”
Ryan felt as hurt as Jonathan Swift would have felt if the Irish had not
understood his Modest Proposal.
Which they didn’t.

7

During Thom’s two divorces from Sandy, Ryan more than once had
taken care of his brother’s sexual needs. “Thom always comes to live with
me when he can’t take Sandy and the triplets anymore. He comes to me
for custodial care. She gets his head all twisted up in his underwear. He
acts crazy. Not insane. Just crazy. Patsy Cline crazy. Having sex with him
is the one way, really the only way I know, to get him down off the wall.
For a few days after, he’s not so hyper. We don’t make love. We have sex,
but we never mention it. Like it never happened. Between brothers, what’s
to talk about?” Ryan hesitated. “Funny, isn’t it. Except for Thom, I don’t

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