Well seeing as I have all this "male privilege" and power at my fingertips, I think I'll just get in touch with Selective Service and order them to destroy my registration which I completed when I was 18.
Oh yes, and I think I'll go hunt down the doctor that butchered my penis when I was a baby and force that person to reconstruct my foreskin. After all, I have privilege and power, so making this person correct the butchery should be no problem, right?
And lets not forget all those DV shelters which deny access to men. I guess I will have to use some of my incredible male privilege and power and force them to open their doors to men. I mean, they can't refuse since they're weaklings with no power and I'm Mr. Macho oozing with oppressive testosterone.
And how could I possibly overlook prostate cancer? I think I'll get in touch with all those politicians who pass laws which fund breast cancer research and order them to put more money into prostate cancer research! How can they possibly refuse? I have all this male power! Everyone must bow to me and do as I say!
And while I'm at it, maybe I should make Kim Gandy of the N.O.W. cook my supper tonight! I mean, since I have all the power, she can't say no, right? Right? I'm thinking lasagna tonight.
And speaking of Gandy and all those other rich feminists, I think I'll redistribute their wealth to me. After all, we can't have women making more than men, can we? And hey, since I have all the power and privilege, I'm in a position to do it, right?