Long Walk Off A Short Peter

So someone ran a study and found that reassuring people actually helps their mental state. Nobel Prize? Here's the article.

Excerpts:
Men worried about having a small penis are usually pretty average, but have a false idea of what the normal size is, according to a report in the medical journal Urology.
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"Men complaining of a short penis can be treated using the basic principles of sex education with objective methods of penile size evaluation," Shamloul concludes. "This combination can correct any previous sexual misconceptions, relieve unnecessary anxiety concerning penile size, and decrease the desire to undertake still-to-be verified lengthening procedures."

Of course, this study was about reassuring men that they did not, in fact, have small penises. Once again education is touted as the cure for all that ails.

However, it's quite possible that education would be catastrophic for the mental state of some men. For example, the man who promised he would deliver a rather large package to one of our fairer staff members last week, but showed up with a tic-tac container. Would he be able to handle the fact that he's possilby in the 5th percentile in terms of what he's packing? Does he talk big yet all along know he's small (just to bed his prey?)or has he somehow gone through life under the delusional belief that he's got bratwurst instead of a little smokie.

Little Smokie


Bratwurst


Or is he just plain nuts and thinks he's got a summer sausage?


The question seems to be: What is more fun? Is it more fun to make men feel better about their length and girth or is it more fun to let them know how small and unsubstantial some of them really are? Or alternatively, what is the bigger problem for society, men who feel inadequate or men who think they have footlongs?