Manimals and Feminals

Men and women are compound. WHO we are is an emergent operating system that manages the WHAT we are.   The WHAT is sexually-specialized human mammals that have their own operating system.  The former is like Windows.  The latter is like DOS.  Let's call the latter Manimals and Feminals.  Manimals and Feminals have their own agenda and it's alway on, evaluating each other for sexual fitness and survival.       The Manimals and Feminals are top dog in a cellular society of billions (which is hosting and trading with trillions of viruses and bacteria). Those cells have delegated some of their survival to the M and F.  (The organs can be hexadecimal codes and the cells can be binary bits in this metaphor .)  The M and F have delegated a lot of their survival to the operant personalities.    All are having their say everywhere all the time.   This renders humourous our wondrous society so that compound beings are arranging a coffee rendezvous to plan a Christmas party but evaluating M &F breasts and muscle at the same time, while also oxygenating blood and purging wastes in a largely unconscious manner.  They don't quite fit together but we kind of blink at the spots where operating systems are in conflict.  We do the same every day and night with waking and dreaming, blinking and forgetting as required, so the narrative works out.