Nobody will ever win the battle of the sexes. There’s too much fraternizing with the enemy.

Kissinger’s line treats the so‑called “battle of the sexes” as a misguided metaphor: if men and women are cast as opposing armies, the premise collapses because attraction, love, family ties, and everyday cooperation ensure constant “fraternizing” across the supposed front lines. The joke implies that gender relations are not a zero‑sum contest with a decisive victor; they are interdependent and perpetually negotiated. By framing intimacy as the very reason no one can “win,” the quip also satirizes combative rhetoric about gender, suggesting that human bonds routinely override ideological hostilities.