Western society has narrowed the definition of masculinity down to a ridiculous model so small, it would fit it on the head of a fucking pin...
Pop quiz, hotshot:
A bar fight between Mr. Clean and The Brawny Man.
Who wins?
I forgot, but they leave the place spotless.
Weapons of Mass Destruction...
Minds of Limited Deduction...
Egos of hopeless obstruction.
People need the safety of lies; too much truth isn’t welcome, like the food being forced down a bird’s throat. It’s a case of humans being humans again, our minds not being wired for honesty. “Our minds lead us to think that whatever we were born with seems natural,” sighs Robin. People have no evidence for what they believe to be right, “they just like the comfort of believing what they were told, and being part of a community that believes the same thing. And, to most people, that matters more than trying to carefully figure out what’s right”.
Happy Thanksgiving to Canadian kossacks. Enjoy beating the fatted Moose with the beaver and dances around the poutine tree.
Affirmation: "Today will not be the day feral clowns devour my heart in the town square."
Things could always be worse. At least a grinning stranger isn't asking you about your personal relationship with Jesus Christ.