A man stumbles across an old oil lamp in an antique store...
The lamp is very dusty, so he gives it a rub, and the room starts to shake, and a genii appears.
He announces, "I am the Great Genii of the lamp! Since you've freed me, I will grant you one wish."
The man replies, "Just one?"
The genii relies, "Blame Reganomics, now time is short, what is your wish?"
After giving a little bit of thought, the man says, "I want you to make me a bridge. I want it to go from Los Angeles to Honolulu so I don't have to spend so much money to vacation there."
The genii looks at him like he's the stupidest man he's ever met (and he's met more than a few) and says, "Buddy, seriously? Are you nuts?! You know how much concrete and rebar I'd have to wrangle. That would be a massive project, we'd need environmental impact studies, and permits... not to mention all the union labor I'd have to contract out, jeez."
A little crestfallen the man says, "Well, can you help me understand women then?"
The genii replies, "Did you want two or four lanes in that bridge?"