UPDATE: The New York Times appended an editorial note explaining sheepishly that they only subsequently discovered that this Steinem op-ed "reproduces in substantial part an essay by the same writer that appeared on the Women’s Media Center website in 2007" - TEN YEARS AGO. So this is either an embarrassing error or someone at The Times thought The Age of Trump would be a good time to dredge up a crude misandrist attack from feminism's eminence grise, what with crude feminist attacks on men being all the rage these days.

Like it or not, we got another lecture from uber-feminist man-hater Gloria Steinem. This time, some mind-numbed man set her off on a flight from New York to Seattle because she overheard him say he didn’t want to watch a “chick flick.” So, she turned that random and highly ignorable encounter into an entire piece for The New York Times. Yeah, us.

Steinem assumed this stranger’s declaration as saying he would rather watch a car chase or war movie than a movie framed around relationships. Maybe she’s right about this guy, but maybe not. It’s funny how liberals demand not to be pigeon-holed before pigeon-holing everyone else.

So, she thinks it's time that men’s love for explosions, blood, sex, and carnage deserves its own title that is the opposite of “chick flick.” By the end of the flight, it came to her: “prick flick.”

“Prick flicks,” Steinem says, would include “all the movies that glorify World War II,” “all the movies that glorify Vietnam, bloody regional wars and now, the war on terrorism,” “all the movies that portray violence against women, preferably beautiful, sexy, half-naked women,” and “all the movies that portray female human beings as the only animals on earth that seek out and enjoy their own subordination and pain.”

Steinem’s genre would help the guy on the plane to find titles his dull brain could comprehend but also “help women, and empathetic men, to know what to avoid.” Or you could just let people enjoy the kind of movies they enjoy. But I digress.

Her ultimate hope, as she concludes in her piece, is that labeling guy movies “prick flicks” might sting their sensitivities like “chick flick” has done to women — meaning, she actually believes guys will be so offended that they will actively seek out films directed by women or films that challenge “outdated gender roles.”

Nah, probably not. We just happen to like explosions: