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Enough with trying to be everything to everyone. Isn't it time men got back to what their about? Being men. Lets face it, men aren't inclined to hang around delivery wards for hours on end. We're not cut out for carrying around man bags that look like handbags. Nor are we suitable for maintaining our houses in a germ free condition. Sure, we'll clean but do we really want to mop the floor every other day?
 There's a dangerous line when writing about these things. The first charge usually levelled is that of sexism. Whatever that means. Do I think women shouldn’t' lift heavy things? yes. Guilty as charged. Do I think women should not be accountants, solicitors, bankers, builders, carpenters and plasterers? Nope. That’s sexism. But I do believe that men are being cajoled and preened into slightly more masculine females...
Its not that we don't want to help out about the house. Its just that their against our natural instincts. Since feminism became the answer to every female problem, men have been chased, cajoled, seduced and threatened into performing what were traditional female duties. House cleaning, child minding, baby sitting, cooking, cleaning - we're all doing them now. I don't see many females getting up on a Saturday morning to build the garden wall. And we've done all these extra duties without much argument either. Over the years its nearly become - normal - for us to do these. We look rather surprised when we hear of a man who refuses to clean or a dad who rarely sees his kids. And yet most of us have taken on these extra duties in addition to maintaining our current ones. So after mowing the lawn we get to change the bed sheets.
But for our grandfathers it was a different world. Their job was to provide. If that meant emigrating and returning home only on Christmas, then so be it. The kids had food didn't they? Babysitting? Pfft! And they automatically assumed that the wife would have the dinner of the table when they arrived home from work. I honestly think my grandfather didn't know how to cook toast. There was a clear distinction between providers and nurturers. The men did the providing. They did the heavy lifting.
The women stayed at home and nurtured the children. The new buzz word for men over the last decade has been sensitivity. We're being replaced by mass produced sperm and feminists want us to be more 'sensitive' to their needs. Some of the major changes for men that have steered us into verging on being slightly more butch versions of women include the use of hair straightness, man bags, skinny jeans, male mascara, attending birth and talking about our problems.
Sex has always been a weapon against us. The honey traps used against diplomats have been well documented. Now we're afraid that if we're not the sensitive metro man, who's available for coffee mornings with her and her girlfriends to discuss the intimate details of our relationship we'll never get any. Ever. So we go along quietly, inwardly groaning when she suggests more 'alone' time to build our relationship.
Enough! Sure helping our around the house is no bad thing. Some of us think attending the birth of a child is like manna from heaven. We can even accept the need to talk about problems with our loved ones. But wearing eye-liner? Using our girl friends straightening tongs as we get ready for a night out? Trying to put on skinny jeans when they were clearly designed for women? Scrubbing the floors whilst she sits around and moans about her time of the month? Its time to get back to the business of being men. They'll be relationships lost. They'll be high pitched freaking from the feminist brigade about the oafish and insensitive nature of men. But you know what? Continuing on this road that we're on will have our sons sporting skirts('they're so light and airy in summer!'), male make-up as the norm ('Do my eyes look black in this black mascara dad?') and afraid to make any kind of decision for fear of offending some woman. Do we really want our sons being some sort
of shade of femi-man? Or do we want them to be able to stand on their own to feet without pandering to the whimsical rantings of every woman that enters their lives?
Let the quiet revolution amongst men begin! Forget the sympathy labour pains. When you finish cleaning the gutters refuse to do the dishes. Not every problem needs to be dissected and analysed in great detail. Start grunting a bit more as a form of communication. Make your own decisions without endless hours of consultation. Do manly things. Forget shopping trips on Saturday morning. Drop her off, head to the nearest hunting shop and admire the knives whilst you wait for her. Take up shooting, hunting, weights. Learn to do DIY.
Its not hard being a man. It just means being strong enough to resist being turned into femi-man. |
