Amazon.com Review
This is one wacky premise for a book: ask 50 or so women writers what they would do if they had a--ahem, you know, what the title says. What's fascinating--to a guy anyway, at least to one who's trying to imagine what it would be like to be a woman trying to imagine what it would be like to be a guy--is how many of these pieces aren't about sex; they're about power. According to this book, many bright, creative women believe the "Y" chromosome still confers awesome social leverage and means, in the words of one entry, "passwords, perks, and pertinent information I had never even dreamed of." Haven't the "engendered" politics of the past generation put a big dent in all of this? Fortunately, there is another side here too, put most succinctly in the words of crime novelist
Patricia Cornwell: "I'd live just as I do now. I suppose that's the best thing you can say, as I guess it means you don't need one, because it really has nothing much to do with adventure and strength."
From Publishers Weekly
Giles plays out a smart premise?ask various famous and less-famous women what they would do if endowed with male genitals for 24 hours?and gets surprisingly flaccid results. There are some funny one-liners (Terry McMillan: "First of all, I'd want to have a big one?and I'd show everybody"). But most of the humor here comes not from inventive use of the equipment but from quirky takes on the question. In a hilarious poem, Senator Sin imagines that by calling the number "1-800-YOR-DICK" she participates in a study in which women are given penises and then report the results (with the poignant coda, "A few/ never returned/ their dicks,/ moved away/ from family/ and friends,/ and are assumed/ to be passing/ as men."). Lisa Hill goes further and creates a world where women routinely have "the op" in order to become hermaphrodites. Rather than turning more macho, these newly endowed women head off to penis parlors where they subject their penises to painful waxing and other beauty treatments. Entries with a sexual angle, like Germaine Greer's plan to have sex with herself if length permits, are less successful and become pedestrian because there are so many of them. Like Janyce Stefan-Cole, many of the women writing here imagine that merely possessing male genitals would make them unable to resist sexual urges for women ("They were beautiful; even the plain ones held hope and destiny between their legs."). Others, however, do not imagine the genitals attached to their bodies at all, but akin to animated sex toys. Mary Mackey, for example, conjures up a penis that "hovered over me, still wearing his cunning little black leather chaps." Perhaps the unimaginative results of this volume indicate that women really do spend as little time thinking about the thing as they claim.
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