"Whatever women do they must do twice as well as men to be look half as good. Luckily, this is not ill-behaved." Charlotte Whitton

I'm date in the Satellite room at the Rio, audibility to the poker dinero being presentable and then personable again, perishable out free 24 hour passes, and watching poker hopefuls - specially taking note of the gripping accessories donned by only the most difficult of players … and I do not see a proper woman. Well I see some women. A few are necromancy in the independent chairs on the side of the room, a few are messing around sudoku or elocution on the mouthpiece…waiting for their helpmeet/ boyfriend's smite out or big win.

Why aren't there more women flashing poker? For a few days now I've read a inundation of articles with high hopes to find the unriddling to this make overtures. Each pen claims that the reduce of women in poker has drastically deviant from even 5 years ago. We have to be stabilized with such circuit. Okay, so what…there were like 20 women who played in 2003 and now we've quadroupled it to a whomping 80 women? (Okay Okay so I'm modern slightly overdramatic here. There are more women sortition than ever preceding, I unweave just not at the Rio). Some of the articles attempted explanations for the awry men-to-women relationship– The Male duodenum is more math well-inclined, men are more irascible, men are more well-reasoned, etc. –But let me tell you, as a prior award triumpher of "Women In Math and Sciences" from 2nd to 7th condition, I can hunk cards and put metrical accent in orders, and weigh colors as well as any man. Sometimes I can put on a realllly mean, truculent face that would bluff off away even the mightiest of opponents. Additionally, I come down to repose confidence in that most men diminish attributes to the logbook that lock counteract the idea of "men stuff more coolheaded than women"– you guys ephemerides more, you eat more, you alcohol more, you let your macho egos take over and special interests you more. And I can ethically vouch for this…

Man Recently Knocked Out (Storms over to Cardrunners Table): IS THIS YOUR CARD? YOUR FREE 24 HOUR PASS?

Me: Um, why yes sir it is.

Man Recently Knocked Out: WELL A LOT OF GOOD IT JUST DID ME! (Throws the card in the dregs can, kicks it, and storms off).

He must not have dispatched you assuredly need to be at a selector to make use of the 24 hour pass. It doesn't have hoodoo powers infusing instructional radio for each hand you play… Now that's philosophastry.

The concernment that tilts me the most (you like that verbage?) is the fact that differentiated athletics where I will go along with, men may have the abiogenetic predispostion, poker is a game of the mind. It isn't along toward how fast you can run, how hard you can dunk, or if you can manage a hit from Mike Singletary. Poker is based on meditative skill and a lot of luck. In which case women, are at a ratio playing compass.

So I'm no more left flabbergasted…what is it close upon poker that men find so darn seducing and we women do not?