The death of all the women in the world was swift, and sudden, and not in the least bit sexist, because it really happened. It's like, if all the tigers in the world suddenly died, and I mentioned it, would it be fair to call me anti-tiger? Because I'm not.

What followed soon after was a lot like Children of Men. Chivalry was finally officially dead. Romantic comedies were totally passé (even the gay ones, which is interesting). Silver lining: traffic was literally halved.

It happened in the year 20XX, and when it happened, everyone was stunned. The worst part of having all the women in the world dead at the same time? No one to cook and clean for me. Just kidding! No, the worst part was the billions of dead and rotting bodies all over the streets.

And then, just like that, the scientists (male) discovered a cure for what by now was known as 'woman-death.' It was a real breakthrough, and made the covers of Q (formerly GQ) and Vogue (formerly Men's Vogue). But since they were already dead, it was more of a symbolic breakthrough. All women were still definitely dead!

Signed,
    Ashley*

*I know I have a woman's name, but I'm a man. That wasn't meant to be a surprise reveal.**

**Or was it?***

***No, I just have a girl's name.