Weddings do women no good at all. They're a viper's pit of waste and despair. And nearly every aspect of them reverberates badly against the very people who love them the most: us. Our love for a wedding is a bad love. It does us no good..... It's the best day of your life.' Well. The snags here are obvious. Of course it's not the best day of your life. A day that was really the best day of your life wouldn't involve Uncle Wrong, Aunt Drip, and someone from your office you had to invite,... Surely, women, we would happily exchange one 'special' day for a life filled with more modest pleasures? Or perhaps we should just junk the whole idea of getting married in the first place. I'm generally against anything where you're supposed to change your name. When else do you get named something else? On joining a nunnery, or becoming a porn star. As an ostensibly joyful celebration of love, that's bad company. to be in.