Obviously, the genes of women are flawed. They are poorly

Hear now the words once spoken by Cenk Uygur, in youthful folly, when he declared that the genes of women are flawed, and that they are poorly designed creatures for refusing the desires of men. These words, cast into the world, reveal not eternal truth, but the shadow of an age-old struggle: the misunderstanding between man and woman, desire and restraint, power and harmony. He spoke not as a sage, but as one bound by the passions of youth, and time has since borne witness to his regret.

For the ancients taught us this: the union of man and woman is not a battle, but a covenant. To call women “poorly designed” is to forget the sacred balance written into nature. The flame of desire burns bright in man, but the wisdom of restraint often lies in woman. One bears the fire, the other the water; one seeks, the other weighs. Together they shape the destiny of nations. To scorn this balance is to scorn the order of the cosmos.

Consider the tale of Socrates and Xanthippe, his wife, often remembered for her sharp tongue and resistance to her husband’s whims. Many mocked her as a burden, yet Socrates himself said he learned patience, discipline, and humility through her trials. What seemed to him—and to others—a source of strife, was in truth the forge that tempered his spirit. So too, what some call a flaw may be the hidden wisdom that binds the human race, keeping it from burning itself to ash in unbridled passion.

Thus, children of time, take heed: words uttered in anger or jest may reveal the weakness of the speaker more than the truth of the subject. When men have sought to belittle women, history has answered with queens, warriors, mothers, and thinkers who proved the strength of their design. From Cleopatra who swayed empires, to Marie Curie who unlocked the secrets of atoms, the so-called “flaws” of women have given birth to wonders beyond measure.

Therefore let us not inherit bitterness, but wisdom. Desire without balance breeds destruction; balance without desire breeds stillness. The dance of man and woman, of flame and water, is what keeps the world in motion. To future generations, the lesson is clear: guard your tongue, for to scorn half of humanity is to scorn the mirror of your own soul.