Can Men and Women Be Friends? One Guy’s Perspective
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You may have read the series on platonic friendships over at Slate that I felt compelled to write about this week. If you haven't, go do it. I'll wait.
After reading Juliet Lapidos' articles about her nonsexual relationship with a guy named Jeff, I'm once again reminded of how lucky we are to be alive now instead of, say, in the 16th century, when bro hangs between men and women were uncommon and dying of the plague was not.
Juliet surveyed around 600 readers in an attempt to divine the mysteries of boy-girl friendship, something she holds very near and dear herself. In the initial post, she quotes platonic nonbelievers from James Joyce to Nora Ephron, and laments, “Why am I bombarded with the idea that what Jeff and I have cannot exist?”
Over the course of my life, I've been similarly bombarded; women have accounted for a good percentage of my best friends. Granted, the first of these best friends was initially a major crush, but that was 20 years ago. (We had biology class together. I was 12. She wore tight jeans.) She's still my best friend. Hell, she lives across the hall from me. She's been one of many girls I've been take-one-of-my-kidneys-close to over the years.
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