There have been a number of statements lately that I have heard and seen on various internet outlets
that disturb and anger me. Generally, these words of ignorance drop from the lips of what I like to refer to
as the 'Macho-Man'. Allow me to elaborate.
The 'Macho-Man' is pretty much a typical American. He has everything he needs and pretty much everything he wants.
Some refer to him as 'Joe Sixpack'. As long as he can sit in the air-cooled and filtered environment of his
living room surrounded by all the luxury he desires, he does not (in essence) give a crap about anything else
that may or may not be happening in the world.
I was speaking with a friend the other day regarding a job he just left. His boss and he had been discussing
the tragic defenestration of the rainforests and other uniquely populated plant areas of the world.
His boss made a statement to the effect of 'I wish they would just go ahead and bulldoze the rest of it and get it over with.'
This man is one of the typical 'good-old-boys'. He goes hunting, fishing, and drinking with his buddies.
He leers at women and makes unseemly remarks and racial slurs. He thinks that might makes right and violence
is an end in and of itself.
He apparently overlooked that these areas of the world he is talking about destroying wholesale contain some
of the last reservoirs of undiscovered pharmaceutical components left to man. He also apparently overlooked the
drastic effect this would have on the atmosphere.
Men like this give men-in-general a bad name. They reinforce a stereotype of men being ignorant gorillas
with one thing on the brain, their dick and how they can use it next.
These so-called 'men' push others around, bully them, support wholesale annihilation, slaughter and violence
and all without actually thinking anything through. They accuse other men who do not participate in their mindless
stupidity and activities of being 'pussies'. This is not how I was raised to view the world.
Maybe I belong in a different era. An era of etiquette, mutually granted respect, and honor.
Because I certainly do not feel at home here. My father taught me by example, the best qualities of being a real man.
He taught me that sacrifice is the greatest proof of manliness. That humility can go miles in building a relationship with
strangers. That you get what you give, and that you have to give respect in order to receive it in return.
That you have to earn the trust of others. That knowing when to back away from a fight took more courage than
brainlessly weighing in with fists where simple words would suffice.
He taught me that treating a lady with dignity and support was the right way and to never lay a hand on a woman
in anger. And most importantly of all, he taught me that love was the most powerful force.
With his love, my father built our family up and made us strong. With his love, my father sacrificed his aspirations and dreams
to work a pathetic job he knew would result in only sorrow and disappointment for him, so that he could support us
growing up. And with love, my father passed on these important lessons to me so that I could teach my children
in the future.
Macho-men take heed. Those who sneer at love as a womanly and weak emotion.
Those who support mindless bloodshed and destruction; who never create but only tear down. Those who use the
size of their genitalia to rate themselves against others. You are not men. You are weakest ones of all.
And your time is coming. When you are reduced to the lowest point in your life and you look around for a helping hand.
You will find only the smirking faces of those you call friends. Those who think like you do.
And you know what. You'll deserve it.
that disturb and anger me. Generally, these words of ignorance drop from the lips of what I like to refer to
as the 'Macho-Man'. Allow me to elaborate.
The 'Macho-Man' is pretty much a typical American. He has everything he needs and pretty much everything he wants.
Some refer to him as 'Joe Sixpack'. As long as he can sit in the air-cooled and filtered environment of his
living room surrounded by all the luxury he desires, he does not (in essence) give a crap about anything else
that may or may not be happening in the world.
I was speaking with a friend the other day regarding a job he just left. His boss and he had been discussing
the tragic defenestration of the rainforests and other uniquely populated plant areas of the world.
His boss made a statement to the effect of 'I wish they would just go ahead and bulldoze the rest of it and get it over with.'
This man is one of the typical 'good-old-boys'. He goes hunting, fishing, and drinking with his buddies.
He leers at women and makes unseemly remarks and racial slurs. He thinks that might makes right and violence
is an end in and of itself.
He apparently overlooked that these areas of the world he is talking about destroying wholesale contain some
of the last reservoirs of undiscovered pharmaceutical components left to man. He also apparently overlooked the
drastic effect this would have on the atmosphere.
Men like this give men-in-general a bad name. They reinforce a stereotype of men being ignorant gorillas
with one thing on the brain, their dick and how they can use it next.
These so-called 'men' push others around, bully them, support wholesale annihilation, slaughter and violence
and all without actually thinking anything through. They accuse other men who do not participate in their mindless
stupidity and activities of being 'pussies'. This is not how I was raised to view the world.
Maybe I belong in a different era. An era of etiquette, mutually granted respect, and honor.
Because I certainly do not feel at home here. My father taught me by example, the best qualities of being a real man.
He taught me that sacrifice is the greatest proof of manliness. That humility can go miles in building a relationship with
strangers. That you get what you give, and that you have to give respect in order to receive it in return.
That you have to earn the trust of others. That knowing when to back away from a fight took more courage than
brainlessly weighing in with fists where simple words would suffice.
He taught me that treating a lady with dignity and support was the right way and to never lay a hand on a woman
in anger. And most importantly of all, he taught me that love was the most powerful force.
With his love, my father built our family up and made us strong. With his love, my father sacrificed his aspirations and dreams
to work a pathetic job he knew would result in only sorrow and disappointment for him, so that he could support us
growing up. And with love, my father passed on these important lessons to me so that I could teach my children
in the future.
Macho-men take heed. Those who sneer at love as a womanly and weak emotion.
Those who support mindless bloodshed and destruction; who never create but only tear down. Those who use the
size of their genitalia to rate themselves against others. You are not men. You are weakest ones of all.
And your time is coming. When you are reduced to the lowest point in your life and you look around for a helping hand.
You will find only the smirking faces of those you call friends. Those who think like you do.
And you know what. You'll deserve it.
