Women are such hypocrites.
They claim a special talent in understanding the rhythms of nature – as though their “divine feminine” and Earth Motherly roots give them special access to the concepts of seasonality and ripeness. In some ways, they are extremely attuned. Many women, for example, are acutely well-prepared to demand a degree of carte blanche, forbearance, and pre-approved forgiveness every 28 days or so. In other important ways, however, they are willful and pigheaded in their rejection of the most basic notions of gestation and timeliness.
Women speak with a degree of unseemly pride about the fact that girls mature faster than boys, as if this somehow compensates for the fact that they cannot urinate standing up. Generally, girls round into womanhood by their early- to mid-twenties. The maturation process is somewhat slower for boys, occurring between their mid- and late-fifties.
So you would think that all these “mature”, perspicacious women would show the same respect and patience for the natural process of leisurely emotional development hard-wired into men by millennia of evolutionary genetics as they do, say, for green bananas and just-bottled cabernet sauvignon.