Happiness Quote by Evan Davis

Evan Davis isn’t really talking about women; he’s talking about male self-image, and he does it through the safe disguise of a “joke.” The line works because it flatters the speaker’s supposed honesty (we’re clueless!) while quietly reaffirming a familiar script: women are legible only as moods, and those moods are unpredictable weather systems that “come at us.” That last phrase is the tell. It frames emotional expression as an incoming hazard, something happening to men rather than something within a shared relationship men participate in shaping.

The structure is classic comic misdirection. He starts with a concession that sounds humble, even modern: men don’t know much. Then he quickly claims expertise in a narrow domain (happy, crying, pissed off), as if emotional states are a basic traffic-light system. The punchline lands by turning “not knowing women” into a scheduling problem. It’s not that women are complex; it’s that their reactions arrive in the wrong order. That’s funny because it’s relatable to anyone who’s ever felt out of step with a partner. It’s also politically convenient, because it converts accountability into bafflement.

Context matters: an economist’s voice often carries cultural permission to simplify human behavior into categories and predictions. Here, the “model” is deliberately crude, and the humor gives it plausible deniability. If challenged, it can retreat into banter. If accepted, it reinforces an old bargain: men get to be emotionally illiterate, women get cast as volatility. The charm is in the self-deprecation; the subtext is in who gets defined as the problem.