I touched on the issue nearly two years ago now and in so doing engendered quite a reaction from some quarters.
Now Nancy Morgan is bringing it up once again and I think she's making some good points.
Men across the nation are weeping tears of joy this week. Publicly and
unabashedly. The election of Obama has validated and encouraged their right to
publicly expose their sensitive inner selves to the world. Feelings rule.
Metrosexuals everywhere are experiencing a collective 'shiver up their legs', as
they rush to inform one and all of the fascinating complexities and mysteries of
their inner emotions.
Setting the example that the new man isn't a man unless he has the ability to
shed tears on cue, was CBS' Harry Smith. At the end of Wednesday’s CBS Early
Show,
an emotional Harry Smith declared:"...I wept tears of
joy last night."
Over on ABC, News correspondent Steve Osunsami was reporting live
from Morehouse college, and when word of Barack Obama's victory came, "Steve
found himself choking back tears". He then rushed off to pen his brilliant
editorial, A Reporter Reflects on His Own Reaction to the Election.
Girly Man meets the me generation.
Demonstrating that Girly Men transcend racial lines, the Reverand Jesse Jackson
was caught on tape,
weeping his own tears of joy on Obama's victory. I guess it hasn't sunk in that
Obama's election takes all the arrows out of Jackson's quiver but, hey, a man
can dream, can't he?
The Girly Men are back. With a vengence. And I expect they'll be granted a front
row seat in any and all national conversations for the next four years. They are
the new and improved version of men. Designed by feminists and launched in a
successful frontal assault on America's outdated notion of masculinity.
Gone are the masculine heros of yesterday - the John Wayne's and the General
Patton's. Gone are the the testosterone laden warriors and the outdated dudes
who think their job is to protect women. They've been banished to the fringes of
the 'politically acceptable', along with all the men who don't shave their chest
hair. (And they don't even have 72 virgins to console them. Virginity has been
banned as, well, unacceptable for any self-realized woman. Or girl.)
The new improved Girly Men are marching, (mincing) in lockstep in front of
anyone who will watch, patting themselves on the back for having 'evolved'.
These men have swallowed whole the feminist mantra that This Is What Women Want.
A new, sensitive man. A man not afraid of feelings, a man in touch with his
inner self who has the, yes, the raw courage, to shed the shackles (whew) of
masculinity.
No longer will these men have to battle for their place in the pecking order by
the old (brutal) traditional means. It has been decided by popular
vote that feelings will now determine social ranking. Acerbic wit will replace
arm wrestling. Tears will replace stoicism, dialogue will replace confrontation
and liposuction will replace rippling muscles.
Nail polish and hair spray will become the new weapons in the battle of the
sexes. And millions of men are rushing to re-invent themselves in the new,
socially ordained and politically acceptable way. They have become 'empowered'.
Metrosexuals are the new flavor of the day.
My reaction nearly two years ago to a Religious Leftist taking umbrage at a pillow fighting scene in a commercial speaks as loudly I think now as it did then:
What I have to say is echoed by many who lack the courage to say
it... who've been kow-towed into silence by the cultural purists and
politically correct nazis like yourself who see victimhood where it
exists not. Who's making mountains? You are and others of your ilk who
take something as innocent as this commercial and make it out to be
something it isn't and then go on to tell stories about how unlike
Frank Thomas you are as if anyone here gives a damn.
RevLurch
is right though he's cutting you some slack. People like you have done
much toward the pussification of men today, the emasculation of what
men are supposed to be and this stupidity about a pillow fight is the
perfect example. Put away your freakin' skirt Glen and grow a set of
'nads... it's liberating to be who you're supposed to be and not some
Michael Jackson limp-wristed panty-waste.
You want to raise
sons such that they avoid skinned knees, tackle football, wrasslin'
around, or God forbid, pillow fighting, then go right ahead and but
don't attempt to foist sissyhood onto the rest of mankind with this
sort of stupidity.
Good grief, it's come to this... men
attempting to say that pillow-fighting is too rough and that a father
shouldn't engange in such with his sons...
Do yourself a favor Glen... go watch 300 the movie... maybe it'll be inspirational...
Sheez...
I hope girly men don't make a comeback for a variety of reasons but the biggest would be that our Islamist enemies hope that they do.
Sparta!!!
The Girly Men now have someone they can look up to, President Obama.
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2008/06/09/obama-celebrates-win-by-r_n_106010.html
Posted by: tim aka The Godless Heathen | Wednesday, November 12, 2008 at 12:44 PM
Oh. My. Gosh. You're right.
This next generation of males (can't call them men yet) are screwed.
Women SAY they want a man to be sensitive, yet despise them in their heart of hearts. Real women want strong men who will go out and do their man things (whether in a steel shop or in an office) and come back and be a man around the house.
And no, that doesn't mean some soulless neanderthal without a clue, either.
Posted by: Mommynator | Wednesday, November 12, 2008 at 03:20 PM
"And no, that doesn't mean some soulless neanderthal without a clue, either."
Damn it!
Posted by: tim aka The Godless Heathen | Wednesday, November 12, 2008 at 04:07 PM
OK, So if I (neanderthal that I am)get a clue, I'm all good?
Posted by: Nicks | Wednesday, November 12, 2008 at 04:38 PM
I should listen to myself and define my terms.
By neanderthal, I mean someone who hasn't a thought in his/her head beyond the immediate gratification of whatever want, perceived need, desire, emotion presents itself at the moment.
Somehow, I fail to picture tim or Nicks being that sort of person even when we disagree.
Posted by: Mommynator | Wednesday, November 12, 2008 at 08:54 PM
What's wrong with a man weeping his eyes out? Look at the heroic figures from times gone by. Homer tells us that Achilles "wept without ceasing" for days upon his friend's death. Cried like a baby. The ultimate sensitive guy.
Of course, then Achilles went out and challenged Hector to single combat, killed him, and then went on to decimate the ranks of the Trojans...
Posted by: joseph | Thursday, November 13, 2008 at 11:59 AM
Which Joe, suggests Achilles was in touch with his feminine side but not overcome by it...
Unlike most metrosexuals today...
Posted by: Rick | Thursday, November 13, 2008 at 01:12 PM
There is rational weeping, and then there's the overwrought, hormonal weeping we see nowadays.
To weep over a fallen comrade, wife, or child is rational.
To start weeping over things men are supposed to be able to take care of smacks of effeminacy and a lack of certain hormones produced by certain lower quadrant glands.
Posted by: Mommynator | Thursday, November 13, 2008 at 01:33 PM
I am reminded of a quote from an old WWII vet I know. He was lamenting to a group of us guys that he saw hyper-emotionalism in the Canadian press over our current national missions: "If we had done that much crying, we would have lost the war."
He wasn't terribly pc, but I think those around him understood his point.
Posted by: joseph | Thursday, November 13, 2008 at 01:40 PM