It's only been 72 hours, but American men are feeling the burn. Down on Wall Street, rows of sex-starved suits sit, impassive, before their screens watching the dollar plummet. In the White House and the Senate, politicians and congressman are wound too tight to pass any bills.

And don't even think of getting admitted to hospital: nobody wants a pent-up, trembling surgeon – and right now in America's operating theatres it's just one malpractice suit after another.

Maybe this sex strike wasn't such a good idea.


Because in case you missed it, a mating mutiny, bonking boycott and 'relations'