Posted on 05/27/2008 9:12:19 PM PDT by Oyarsa
We have become a nation of women.
It wasnt always this way, of course. There was a time when men put their signatures to a document, knowing full well that this single act would result in their execution if captured, and in the forfeiture of their property to the State. Their wives and children would be turned out by the soldiers, and their farms and businesses most probably given to someone who didnt sign the document.
There was a time when men went to their certain death, with expressions like You all can go to hell. Im going to Texas. (Davy Crockett, to the House of Representatives, before going to the Alamo.)
There was a time when men went to war, sometimes against their own families, so that other men could be free. And there was a time when men went to war because we recognized evil when we saw it, and knew that it had to be stamped out.
There was even a time when a President of the United States threatened to punch a man in the face and kick him in the balls, because the man had the temerity to say bad things about the Presidents daughters singing.
Were not like that anymore.
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LOL. Whoever this guy is, I like him!
LBT
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The money line.
I always liked Warren Oates. Any movie he was in is worth watching just because he is in it. Same for Gene Hackman.
...”and women and children shall lead them”...Isaiah
Men curse. They rant. They are louder than women. When theyre on one of these tirades after seeing or hearing something that appalls them, often women shut off. They stop listening, when this is exactly when they should be listening (if they really do want to know what the men around them think and want to hear about their innermost thoughts). Theyll think hes just angry (and in a sort of condescending way) will decide that she wont worry her pretty little head about his pretty little tantrum. When a woman rolls her eyes at her husband I want to slap her!Noooooooooooo!
That is when you have to listen the hardest.
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Real men exist and real women love them to death. Real men and real women are a team, not one subordinate to the other not one telling the other what they may or may not do. They speak in one voice although how they express their thoughts and ideas is going to be different. They also speak for and speak up for each other.
Pretty clear thoughts about the man/woman relationship.
Im 44 (Male) Last Friday my Boss 29 (Male) says to me he is leaving early because he is having his hair done I busted out laughing and he was clueless as to why.
Please tell me that at least he is gay. If hetros are saying this type of stuff we are in deep trouble.
That’s not Warren Oates.
How much is unemployment in your state?
We have become a nation of women.
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The graduates of our Marxist dominated government schools, colleges, and universities are now in full control of the culture.
It will only get worse folks!
I read the entire rant.
Great stuff! :)
You’re right, a ‘defense’ would be a better way of expressing her response/rebuttal to those who criticized his rant.
God bless all the ‘real men’ here at FR!! We love ya just the way you are, don’t ever change!!
I see what you meant now. It is a rebuttal to the criticism levied towards her hubby’s rant. Sorry, I only see things one way. Ugh grunt. I thought you meant a rebuttal to his rant. Me change? Ha! Fat chance. : )
Don’t sweat the nit picking. Warren Oates is a better actor dead than most of the live ones.
It sounds like they are a well suited for each other...it’s nice to see that happen.
Yes it is. They are both a breath of fresh air.
Most people know Warren Oates as Sgt. Hulka from Stripes, although he had a storied career as a character actor.
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