I fear for the future, I really do and for frequent readers of my blog, this will seem like a dead horse that has been kicked, molested and kicked again but I have legitimate concern and so I write. It seems that the strong surge in feminism has caused men to tuck their tails and run for the hills in this new age.
Common sense would decree that a woman can be treated fairly, be allowed the same freedoms as men and fight for respect and understanding without it imposing on a man being a man. Yet somehow it has become evident that as women succeed in these endeavors, outperforming, outmaneuvering and outdoing former women in terms of salary, success and equality, the men have resolved to dispose of characteristics, roles and behavior that at one time classified them as men.
To put it bluntly, we have turned into a bunch of little bitches who claim to be straight but compete for heels and make-up with our women. Still not following me? Turn on your frikkin television, go to a theater or open a magazine and let me know if you can find this guy anywhere on there. No I’ll tell you what you’ll find, you will find guys who used to pick at gay people and probably still do, skimming the gender lines to look cute while expressing false machismo at the same time. This is not to be confused with a smooth guy, Billy Dee Williams showed us that clean and tough could work in concert, but I am talking about the Kanye West’s and the Cam’ron’s of today.
Men of my generation grew up on Carl Weathers, Arnold Schwarzenegger, Barry White, Magnum P.I., James Bond, Charles Bronson, Mr. T, Sylvester Stallone the list goes on. These guys weren’t punking women (James gets a pass here), they weren’t slapping their women around in the movies and they weren’t holding them back either. No they were being men, going in guns blazing when the spot got hot, gunning down a guy only to help the woman up that he accosted, exemplifying chivalry with much machismo.
These men had mustaches, lion manes known as beards, they had hairy chests, they could bench a house and they were soft spoken, still waters that ran deep when you crossed the line. You get what the hell I’m saying, name me a macho icon like them anywhere on television or in the movies today. Guys, Hollywood and the decision makers of television and society in general has bent our manhood over and stuck an apple in it’s mouth.
Did you all forget how fun it was to be a man’s man? Or is it a lot more fun to accessorize and get cuter than your girlfriend? What’s the new term “no Homo”? As if saying that will allow you to drop some science in an effeminate way without “gasp” being accused of closet dwelling. Get the fughoudahere, you aren’t fooling anybody, you’re just pissing me off.
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Recently on another blog I had a guy bemoaning the new posts of macho guys like me checking guys like him on his patterns. The lengthy diatribe spewed forth on the commentary made it quite evident that being told to “man up” hurt his feelings. His argument was that his being a “man” was only qualified by him being born with a penis. So ya, in this guy’s mind, being born was enough for him to be a man so he takes offense to people asking him to man up when he falls out of line.
Guys like this make me sick, while I don’t pretend to know it all or have the definitive handbook on being a man, I at least can point one out to you. Why argue against this, the sub-man movement is really only about 10 years old so excuse me if I’m not a subscriber to it. I applaud you for being able to pick out a brand new pair of in fashion pumps for your girl and having BRAVO on DVR but all I am asking is that some balance be established. Bring back the bearded, hairy chest, alpha male of yester-year and you can emasculate yourself to your heart’s content.
Why am I forced to see men as this sub version in every single television show I watch? I am glad to have grown up watching the Han Solos and Lando Calrisians of my time. Listening to the crooning of a Barry White and watching Arnold dodge the lasers of an alien visitor. I am glad that Conan the Barbarian was on the shelves, Duke Nukem was on the pc and the men I encountered were unmistakenly men. For the generation of boys growing up today watching Orlando Bloom (no offense Orlando but you are a bit pretty), listening to Lil Wayne and watching bromancing frat boys on reality tv, I feel very sorry for them.
So I am sounding out the alarm right now to boys who are now men of my age, for those who wanted an Action Jackson moustache and build coming up – step up now and be a role model to these boys. Let them know that the crap on television is not reality for the male experience. Drink beer, piss vinegar, dust it off and get the hell up when you get knocked down. Such is man, do yourself a favor and remember it, live it and pass it on. Don’t let the alpha male die like he did on television, please I implore you. Or enjoy a world full of this: