Heh heh. Trying to draw a crowd with sex. The cheesy impertinence!
Today's diary by Libertariaand the old-school mayhem that ensued, kinda like a cage-match Battle of The Sexes, reminded me of the thing about gawking at an accident as you drive by. Perhaps some of you could do with a bit more empathy or something. Trolls excepted, as always.
I made a comment that included a line about male bonding. I got to thinking about that part. The bonding I described was rather crude. You might call it Low Road Bonding. So I thought, well, maybe there's also male bonding on a higher level. If so, what is it? And why don't examples of it just leap to mind?
I'd also like to recommend an interesting online BBC test to determine the sex of your brain. Not being an expert in either subject, I make no claims as to the veracity of the premise regarding the sex of your brain. I will say my guess as regards my own brain was spot on. Well, the test is on the BBC site...
Just a moment and we'll get to it, but I must say I am prone to humor, satire and sarcasm with just a whiff of intelligence to occasionally back it up. And I can be serious, too. A lot of people just scratch their heads after reading my diaries. I am sorry about that. For you Lamers, I have included "lame diary" right in the tag to save you the effort. As we say in the South, you're welcome. We say also, you been warned.
So, this higher plane of male bonding. It occurs that, since I inhabit one of the lower classes in our egalitarian society, I could simply be ignorant. Like, how about the upper middle class and above? Would they incorporate mint juleps into their buddy system at the Kentucky Derby? Ok, that would be like sharing a beer, so probably no real difference there. When they are sitting about on their penthouse balconies, surveying Central Park or their estates, how are these guys bonding? Comparing stock portfolios, perhaps consoling each other with recent downturns? I suspect that may really be about size. As in who has bigger assets.
You can't count athletics, damn it. That's all about my team beating yours or our team beating theirs. That goes back at least to Roman gladiatorial battles, so not much of an improvement there. But that is the sacrosanct male bonding ritual.
Guys! I'm sinking here! Throw a pal a rope will you? Because the only other thing I can think of are the old standbys, women and sex. There must be something more "civilized" we do. I'm talking about bonding with your buds here, not leading prayer groups, feeding the poor on holidays, etc.
You can criticize bonding methods, both male and female. But the thing is, we must have them, don't you think? We are social animals. We nearly cannot survive without allies, aka friends. Surely bonding rituals are part of the enculturation process. So, learned behavior. Yes, yes, certainly I agree there was and possibly still is an evolutionary advantage. Beats me, though.
Now, go have some fun with the BBC brain test and see what you think. If you come away with something useful about yourself, come on back and let us know.
Update numero uno: My Gators football team will crush your puny team. Thought I should mention it...