Pity us poor Italian men, said Andrea, my barber in Rome, as he gave me my new year haircut. The other customers nodded. "Listen," said one as he leafed through Corriere dello Sport and waited his turn. "We are all men here, I can be frank. Our women have become independent-minded, they all go out to work, they don't cook so much any more, we have to look after ourselves. We are second-class citizens."