How the "metrosexual" movement is turning men soft
puss·i·fy
-verb, -fied, -fy·ing
1. To make gentle, caring, apologetic, sympathetic, or sensitive.
2. To deprive one of masculine attributes through liberalism, pacifism, or maternal mollification.
3. The act of forcing one to care about such things as clothing, hair style, multiculturalism, celebrity trends, or reality television.
-noun, pussi·fi·cation
Where Did We Go Wrong?
What happened to "real men" in society? At the risk of sounding old, I will say that we're constantly bombarded with new ideas of what a young, hip male is supposed to be; chic and sexy, caring and sensitive. At what point did sensitivity matter more as the measure of a man than hard work? When did men trade in their guns for hair dryers and their Harley-Davidsons for hybrids? And why the hell do I have to be tolerant and sympathetic toward something about which I don't give a shit? This growing trend toward modern fairy-ism is supposed to elicit a kinder, gentler person; one who avoids conflict in favor of peace, cares about recycling, and doesn't let sexual urges drive a relationship beyond platonic status for fear of "losing a friend". When presented with this image, one man comes to mind - Agador Spartacus.
This arrogant article, written by a French clothing designer of all people, states that the "macho" man is an endangered species and that the new shift is toward the metrosexual; one who is vainly concerned with designer trends, celebrity gossip, and more in touch with his inner feelings than the knuckle-draggers responsible for hunting, establishing civilizations, governing empires, and inventing beer. Please tell me why we need to care about sissy stuff instead of pursuing the obligations of our Y chromosome. And while we're at it, summon the spirits of John Wayne and Gen. Patton to give this world a good inoculation of masculinity.
So what happened to the masculine image I came to look up to as a kid? It got hijacked by compassionate con-artists more concerned with sensitivity indoctrination than nurturing the Alpha factor. This "pussification" of the male persona has gone too far. It has metastasized to affect all corners of humanity and something needs to be done about it. In reality, we are an endangered species, we are heading down a terminal path toward permanent castration, and there is something we real men can do about it.
How Do We Stop It?
It's kind of like a rash. First we need to identify what's causing it. Consider if you've recently caught yourself "browsing" at the mall? Ever purchased an after-shower body spray for yourself? Still haven't blocked Lifetime and Oxygen from your cable subscriptions? You're probably infected and don't even know it. Go ahead; check to see if you still have testicles.
Next, we address it at the earliest phase - the giving of ridiculous baby names. To quote Homer Simpson, "They [gays] ruined all our best names like Bruce and Lance and Julian. Those were the toughest names we had!" (Let me state that I am not gay-bashing, nor do I equate homosexuality with pussification. In many cases the two are similar, but I know some gay men who are sporting more testosterone than a Prius full of "straight" Sex & The City viewers.) I mention names because the sissy names kids are getting these days only serve to perpetuate the decline of masculine traits, absent a manly father figure to raise them right. With names like Bryce, Skyler, Tanner, Hunter, and Dakota, those poor kids are bound to be light in the loafers.
Third, we refuse to acknowledge demands for equality and diversity in favor of STFU diplomacy. This hypersensitivity shit has spiraled completely out of control. I'm tired of some pansy getting offended by a tiny cross on the county seal or an obscure reference in a history book. When a child gets expelled for pointing a finger-gun at another kindergartener under the "zero tolerance" policy, the administration should be fired for dereliction of duty because this vicious cycle starts at childhood. Hell, in my lifetime I have seen the extinction of toy cap guns, the de-popularization of boyhood activities like backyard artillery and hunting, and the crippling emphasis of multiculturalism to the point of nausea. When does this lunacy end?
Finally, we take swift and decisive action. We need to stop pacifying, coddling, babying, appeasing, and apologizing for kids. It turns them into pussies. Instead, we need to teach them to be boys who will grow up to be men; let them get broken bones and scrapes, get into fights, fondle themselves, and pull the legs off grasshoppers. We owe it to them. As adults, we need to take responsibility for our actions and lead instead of follow. We should ignore political correctness, demand accountability from elected officials, encourage outdoor activities, nurture scientific curiosity, and avoid such things as reality television, Tupperware parties, and "sustainability" events. And don't force me to care about anything. I don't have to be tolerant or accepting or even proclaim to like the stupid shit you do.
Remember, we're guys; we fart, watch NASCAR, and we'll touch any boob offered us. If we continue to lower the bar, we will succeed in relinquishing our current position in the food chain. Two centuries ago, some real men founded this country through blood, dedication, and perseverance. A lot of social and political evolution had to take place to make us what we are, and it can easily be undone in a fraction of that time if we continue to let complacency and apathy redefine our basic natural instincts. We need people to stand up for the righteousness of what it means to be a man. So think of that while you drink beer, clean guns, and watch football.
– Publius