Brunch summit. Carrie gabs to the girls that Shawn's bi. Samantha thinks the ice-skating date should have been a tip-off. Carrie: "The weird thing is, he was so open about it." WHAT! Like he should be ashamed or something, Carrie? Shut up! Miranda agrees with Carrie that "of course" Shawn's bisexuality will be "a problem" if Carrie's going to continue dating him. Charlotte asks what Carrie said when Shawn asked her if it was a problem. Carrie fibbed and told Shawn that "it wasn't a problem." Yeah, Carrie, lying about your sexual hang-ups worked SO WELL with the politician two eps ago who was into golden showers! I can see why you're employing that strategy again! Oy. Then Samantha blathers that all of the "kids" in Shawn's generation are bisexual, because they're "all about sexual experimentation." That statement is so patronizing and ignorant, I don't quite know where to begin. Instead, I'll ponder how Samantha can talk, eat brunch and insert her foot into her mouth at the same time. Then Samantha declares herself to be "a trisexual - [she]'ll try anything once." Because I guess her generation's all about defining themselves with lame, raunchy novelty tee-shirt slogans. Then Carrie relates her experiences from dating bisexuals in college: "They all ended up with men." Samantha: "So did the bisexual women." Charlotte: "Which explains why there are so few eligible men for us." THE HELL? Aren't they overlooking the theory that Carrie is a judgmental, over-generalizing DOG who's lucky she didn't turn the guys off of sex altogether? Or the theory that these characters might be alone because they are so shallow and closed-minded that they'll deny the existence of true bisexuality in our culture, since it doesn't conform to their limited experience and hackneyed beliefs about rigid sexual preference roles? Whatever! And hey, writers! Where are those New Yorkers whom "it takes quite a bit to shock" from the prologue scene of this episode? Can we listen to their brunch conversation for a while? Because as much as I love the Fab Four, my heart hurts listening to them spouting this wrong-headed blather. ["This scene would have been perfect if Dana Carvey was there as 'the grumpy old man' and spouted off with them, like, 'Back in my day, we didn't have any BIsexuals. Everyone was straight, and if someone thought they were gay or bi they committed suicide or became a priest, and we liked it that way!'" -- Nicole] Carrie finally grabs her head and moans, complaining that she's "an old fart" who is "having a problem" with Shawn's revelation. She wonders aloud if bisexuality "even exists;" it must be just "a layover on the way to Gay Town." Ugh, make this stop! Miranda makes a lame quip about "Ricky Martinville." Samantha thinks Shawn is "open to all sexual experiences" and therefore "hot." She tells Carrie not to worry "about the labels." Charlotte reveals that she's "very into labels," like that's some big news. Miranda gets up to leave; Steve's out of the apartment and she's happy to get some "alone time." Carrie begs for more help "with [her] problem." Miranda tells her to "stop kissing him," whatever that means.
Cut to Carrie's Bachelorette pad. She's taking a drag off a cig and wondering if the "sexual flipping" common to "Shawn's generation" is "the wave of the future." Then she brings up the drag king phenomenon and large print bold text careens across the screen as this show's thesis generalization snowballs into "Has the opposite sex become obsolete?"