In my next life I want to be paid for doing "studies" into human behaviour. As with a new revelation from a Canadian "study" they're always wacky, as if a Martian is trying to work out what makes us tick.
From any angle we're a strange species, destructive, aggressive and fouling up a beautiful planet. Are we logical? Not when violent criminals attract girlfriends from inside Kiwi jails when commonsense says women should give them a wide berth.
More harmlessly there's the apparent illogic of the cougar thing where older women hook up with guys young enough to be their sons. According to the Canadians it's not lust or the simple desire for a sleek human handbag that drives these couplings, but a breeding instinct. This in a world where sex has become so far removed from procreation it's laughable to link them in the same sentence.
The sheer old-fashioned quaintness of it makes you want to pinch the researchers' cheeks and call them darlings.
Set aside the decorative appeal of a younger man who grooms himself so beautifully he should be gay lounging about on your tiger skin rug, and even on your own cougar skin. Shrug off the comfort of knowing you need never have a conversation about anything deeper than depilatories, and even disregard the possibility that he desires you more than women half your age and better looking, and what's left? Surely not ageing ova yearning to saddle a cougar with childrearing.