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N 2006, then-senator Barack Obama published a book entitled The Audacity of Hope, which played no minor part in his rise to the Oval Office. Considering that Obama was married, I was intrigued he hadn’t penned The Audacity of Matrimony.

A group of friends and I were recently swapping light-hearted war tales about marriage (read: a bunch of grown men bitching about their wives). The participant list in this whinge-a-thon included the happily married, married with reservations about the point of it all, remarried divorcés , happily single divorcés, divorcés busy preparing to try again, and one longtime bachelor seriously contemplating trying out marriage.

Men are trash, after all, and this is what trash does: engage in wife bashing.