Now that women are jockeys, baseball umpires, atomic scientists, and business executives, maybe someday they can master parallel parking.

A sardonic one-liner that juxtaposes women’s expanding participation in demanding, traditionally male-coded professions with a lingering, trivial stereotype about women drivers. The humor depends on the absurdity of implying that mastering complex roles—jockeying, officiating professional sports, doing atomic science, running businesses—would still leave “parallel parking” as the final frontier. Read critically, it exposes how sexism can persist by retreating into “harmless” jokes even as social reality changes. It also reflects mid-20th-century American newspaper-column wit, where cultural progress was often acknowledged while simultaneously undercut by conventional gender humor.