Marin's friend, Tad, suggests, without rancour, that women are "chi burglars". Marin asks if this is like Hamburglar, but no - the idea is that women steal your chi, your life force. This seems to be the view that Marin implicitly subscribes to, but, as the book goes on, you sense that this callow world view is wearing out, that the push and pull of desire and disappointment is being replaced by something more mature.