He's more of a Malcolm Gladwell guy.
We're on her side. You don't accuse your wife of "unreasonable behavior" when she's just trying to figure out how to get turned on enough to tolerate your gross middle-aged body rubbing up against her for the millionth time. Reason has no place in the bedroom. There's no room for it in ours with all the oils, riding crops, and papier-mâché sculptures of our parents looking at us with scorn (whatever works!).