While women have been cast as victims, martyrs, mystics or saints, men have quietly retreated into their caves, the better to muffle emotions that fluctuate between hilarity (are these bitches crazy or what?) and rage (yes, they are and they’ve got our kids). -Kathleen Parker
Fair Warning: This post is anti-feminist. And no, I don’t care if you’re offended. (okay, I care now that I’ve written it. There is nothing clear-cut about my views. I just think people need to think things out a little bit.)
This has been a concern of mine for some time now. Men are disappearing. Read about it here and here. They truly are. There are two reasons:
1) It has become socially acceptable. Which is such crap. “Not so long ago, the average American man in his 20s had achieved most of the milestones of adulthood: a high-school diploma, financial independence, marriage and children. Today, most men in their 20s hang out in a novel sort of limbo, a hybrid state of semi-hormonal adolescence and responsible self-reliance. This “pre-adulthood” has much to recommend it, especially for the college-educated. But it’s time to state what has become obvious to legions of frustrated young women: It doesn’t bring out the best in men.”
True story. Where are those men now? Playing video games, eating Cheetos, and being promiscuous. I mean, why would men want to grow up? They want to be Van Wilder. They don’t want to answer to anyone. But it’s not reasonable. We all have to answer to someone or something. It was fun being a kid–but it’s because you were a KID. Men are creating more burdens for their parents by not growing up. No, your mommy DOESN’T still want to do your laundry and bring you bacon. She wants your wife to do it.
Which brings me to my next point.
2) “Feminism has neutered men and deprived them of their noble, protective role in society.” This makes sense. I do believe women should be able to vote. I do believe they ought to be able to go to college, work, and anything else they want to do. So long as you want to deal with this guy:
The exemplar of the modern male is the hairless, metrosexualised man and decorator boys who turn heter-osexual slobs into perfumed ponies. All of which is fine as long as we can dwell happily in the Kingdom of Starbucks, munching our biscotti and debating whether nature or nurture determines gender identity. But in the dangerous world in which we really live, it might be nice to have a few guys around who aren’t trying to juggle pedicures and highlights.
I do not want to deal with this guy. All I’m saying is that if we all had clearly defined roles, well, maybe we wouldn’t have so many teen mothers, divorce, emotional diseases and devastation. I’m not saying these things would completely disappear, because in some instances they are unavoidable. Sometimes people have irreconcilable differences. Some people treat each other badly. Some people just don’t have the same goals in mind.
Taboos exist in society to keep people in line.
Stability promotes stability promotes stability.
Obligation builds character.
Reverence creates peace and respect.
Stepping down off my high horse now.