I was having dinner out on the back terrace of a neat little place last evening with a group of folks (of the left, politically) when I broached the subject of victimhood. Here's how it went down. One person, who works in the HR department of a large company, mentioned that someone had filed a sexual harassment report that day against a guy. Something about jokes about cucumbers being used in unnatural ways. I couldn't help it. I said something like: "You know, there was a day when women knew how to defend themselves. It might have been a slap across the face, if warranted, a dismissal, or some come-back alluding to penis size. In other words, in these sorts of non-violent social situations, moms taught daughters how to handle themselves and daughters learned how to take it and to dish it out, when necessary." "But not anymore. Everybody wants to be a victim. People aspire to victimhood." Just then, it erupts, group wide: Well, there are lots of victims. Everybody is a victim of something. We're all victims of big oil and gas prices. They're stealing from us. Isn't it interesting, the philosophical differences of people. Here we have...