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stork daddy weird fuckin country, weird fuckin country. so i'm supposed to earn the bread and be endlessly hard all day. and you're supposed to make use of it and be endlessly receptive all day.

a "normal" conversation:

"honey, i'm just at working, earning big time stock options, preparing paperwork, with this massive unceasing erection."

"oh that's nice dear, a cake's in the oven. i'm pressing your shirts spread eagle."
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dafremen There was a 30 minute glimpse some months ago. One of the most profound changes of perspective I have ever experienced.

The made-up composure that I've carried with me for most of my life was gone, and I watched myself as I truly was, have come to learn that most of us men are...frightened and surrounded by a world of emotions that, for the most part we do not know exists.

I'm not talking about the intellectual perception of the effects of emotion.

I'm talking about very real cones of emotional energy that surround each and every human being.

Aggressive emotions and loving ones, all as tangible to the empathic among us as the heat from a fireplace is to the rest.

I was TERRIFIED. This world was alien to me.

My ability to perceive this place had long ago been covered over by an intellectual mask and I wasn't even aware of my inner terror until that time.

(I can't feel it right now, but I know it's there.)

People had been frightening me, and it turns out, most of us guys for most of our lives. It's why we avoid intimacy in relationships, why we keep our feelings to ourselves for the most part. It's why we ascribe to shows of strength, domination...control.

The softer emotions are weaknesses in our male world, chinks in our armor.

Most men, having lived the ILLUSION of strength and fearlessness, have lived blind to the REALITY of strength and fearlessness.

YOU are the stronger sex.

YOU are the ones who face fear every day of your lives, for you know of this world of raw emotion that is alien to us.

We run from it. We ignore it and pretend it doesnt exist. We are borderline sociopaths who hide our terror behind a facade of bravado and a curtain of intellect.

Truly you are warriors, ladies, every one of you that faces the reality, while being ridiculed by the delusional men in your world who "Tsk tsk" and laugh at your very legitimate fears and concerns.

I am in awe of you...humbled by the fact that you wake up each morning to your daily struggle, with us, and (you mothers out there)your children foremost in your minds and hearts.

You carry us along in your arms, babes all, with incredible poise and dignity.

Dont let the moments of doubt discourage you from believing this simple fact: you ladies are all very capable heroes and I for one would like to thank you.

It will truly fill me with a sense of satisfaction to aspire to your example, and so I'll try daily and whatever it is that I can do to ease your emotional burden..tell me, and I will try.

(I should save a commendation hug for the missus when she gets home.)
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