My brother is dating a hardcore hipsterish feminist, an attractive woman who once swore off relationships and companionship in order to get rich, preferably by marrying an old rich dude. I avoid all gender conversations except for the occasional slip up, in which case i just stop talking and get on with whatever i was doing. There is no point in arguing anything, because some people are so committed to their script that the best move is to let them keep talking while you keep living.

Recently i went out for breakfast with my brother and his girl, and afterwards ditched the girl and spent a day with my brother. While driving around i asked him how dating a feminist was, and he just said, “The sex is great.” And that was it, nothing more needed to be said on that subject, because sometimes one blunt answer tells you more than a whole lecture ever could. Keep things simple: you don’t get dragged into ideology when the only thing that matters is whether the dynamic is working.

My brother is also somewhat of a natural, and i blame our common upbringing, though he got headbutted into the right direction after a series of unfortunate events regarding his ex, even after he had done everything “right.” After thinking about his answer and his actions, or lack thereof, it all made sense. He keeps conversation light, teases her constantly, never takes her too seriously, and never treads into the waters where women like that usually want to test the frame.

The funny thing is, she has started to become what she despises: a dependent, a girlfriend, a woman. Though she still bucks and talks all tough, she sure doesn’t act like it anymore, chanting her convictions during the day and playing the “wife” at night. I find it amusing how willingly she became this way after having a taste of a real man. And i can’t help but be proud of my little brother.