About one million years ago, when Homo Erectus decided to walk on two legs, he must have sensed that things would never be the same for him again - -that he could kiss his old ape habits goodbye. No more swinging from tree branch to tree branch, no more throwing his feces around. He would have also been the first to admit that he wasn't quite ready yet for martinis, smoking jackets and Masterpiece Theatre. A lot of men today find themselves in a similar position -- aware they can't go back to what they were and, at the same time, unable to figure out what they are supposed to become.
Women are trying to figure out the New Man too. And who better to ask than an insider, a man? Joel Yanofsky says, "When I was approached about writing a book about sex from a guy's point of view, I began to laugh. I don't mean giggle or chuckle either. I mean laugh uncontrollably, hysterically. Which is one of the reasons for writing this book: to figure out what the joke is and, better yet, who it is on. Women are more confusing than ever, not always a bad thing. So is knowing what it means to be a man, not always a bad thing either. I still don't know what it is I find so amusing. Except I'm still laughing. I can't promise answers, but I do have a few theories."
You'll be laughing too as you follow Yanofsky through the minefields of dating, mating, and breaking up in the nineties.
Joel Yanofsky is a funny guy... Homo Erectus is a humorous, poignant, honest look at what it's like to be an end-of-millennium kind of guy, stuck in the transition from cave man to New Man. If Yanofsky is right, the battle of the sexes is over. We lose. This book will make men feel that someone understands them. It will also make women glad that they are not men.