Men--It's in Their Nature

The American Enterprise ^ | Sept 2003 | Christina Hoff Sommers

[r9etb]

We have a friend who was adamant about not letting her two boys play with toy guns. One day they were eating sandwiches for lunch, and one of the boys ate his, starting from the corner....

And, of course, the sandwich became a gun -- and soon both boys were shooting at each other across the table with their bologna 9mm pistols....

LOL!!! That's boys for ya.

[the gillman@blacklagoon.com]

Save America.

Give a toy gun to a child near you.

[Bigg Red]

Then they threw the pencils and paper into a pile, and used the candles and matches to start a little bonfire.
**

Boys! I love them!

&&

Sommers is truly a brilliant voice in this struggle.

[FreedomPoster]

>>All societies confront the problem of civilizing their children, particularly the male ones. History teaches that masculinity constrained by morality is powerful and constructive; it also teaches that masculinity without ethics is dangerous and destructive.

Worth saying again.

There are subsets of American society that do a particularly poor job at this, and their economic well-being is much worse than average because of it.

[Arkie2]

This was posted yesterday so I apologize if you've already read it but it fits this post perfectly

Remember the book "Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus"? Well, here's a prime example offered by an English professor at an American university. "Today we will experiment with a new form called the tandem story. The process is simple. Each person will pair off with the person sitting to his or her immediate right. One of you will then write the first paragraph of a short story. The partner will read the first paragraph and then add another paragraph to the story. The first person will then add a third paragraph, and so on back and forth. Remember to re-read what has been written each time in order to keep the story coherent. There is to be absolutely NO talking and anything you wish to say must be written on the paper. The story is over when both agree a conclusion has been reached."

The following was actually turned in by two of my English students: Rebecca-last name deleted, and Gary - last name deleted.

STORY:

(First paragraph by Rebecca) At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So chamomile was out of the question.

(Second paragraph by Gary) Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. "A.S. Harris to Geostation 17," he said into his transgalactic communicator. "Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." But before he could sign off, a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out of his seat and across the cockpit.

(Rebecca) He bumped his head and died almost immediately but not before he felt one last pang of regret for psychically brutalizing the one woman who had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4. "Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel," Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her youth, when the days had passed unhurriedly and carefree, with no newspapers to read, no television to distract her from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful things around her. "Why must one lose one's innocence to become a woman?" she pondered wistfully.

(Gary) Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mothership launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dim-witted wimpy peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace Disarmament Treaty through the congress had left Earth a defenseless target for the hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the human race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty the Anu'udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret Mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion, which vaporized poor, stupid, Laurie and 85 million other Americans. The President slammed his fist on the conference table. "We can't allow this! I'm going to veto that treaty! Let's blow 'em out of the sky!"

(Rebecca) This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic semi-literate adolescent.

(Gary) Yeah? Well, you're a self-centered tedious neurotic whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. "Oh shall I have chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of FU**ING TEA??? Oh no, I'm such an air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele novels."

(Rebecca) A**hole.

(Gary) Bit**.

(Rebecca) Wanker.

(Gary) Slut.

(Rebecca) Get fu**ed.

(Gary) Eat sh**.

(Rebecca) FU** YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL!!!

(Gary) Go drink some tea - wh*re.

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(Teacher) A+ -- I really liked this one.

[scab4faa]

Men are men, women are women. And (so far) it appears to be working out pretty good. I like it!

No, No, NO it's men are men and women are NUTS! LoL

[Bahbah]

"Try as they may, parents, teachers, and gender facilitators have not been successful in rooting out male behavior they regard as harmful."

Good news, indeed.

[Polybius]

Thus creating metrosexuals.....

Funny how a newly coined term invades your life.

As of yesterday morning, I had never heard the word "metrosexual". Since 24 hours ago, it has come at me from two different news publications and now Free Republic.

[holdmuhbeer]

metrosexuals

Maybe I'm ignorant but what is that?

[holdmuhbeer]

One of my wife's best friends is married to one of those "sensitive" guys. He didn't know the difference between a linebacker and a strong safety...

Not quite sure I could pick out all the positions in football either because I don't watch it much but I can tear out a car engine and skin a buck. I can also pick off a squirrel running from 75 yards out with my Ruger 10/22. Does that eliminate me from sissyhood.

[BubbaBasher]

That was so touching it almost made me cry. (sniff)

Then I got over it and wanted to kick some idiot's butt!

[headsonpikes]

I assumed 'metrosexuals' were folks who liked shagging in those weird little Nash Metropolitans!

[sheik yerbouty]

The PC idiots want a trisexual trifecta!

[Darksheare]

feminized non-gay men.
We used to call 'em wusses.

[UlmoLordOfWaters]

OMIGOSH! I'm laughing out LOUD! That's funny! Classic.

[TrebleRebel]

How true is that. Its all of this precious heightened sensitivity that's put our nation in the position of fighting terrorism, and its almost an equal foe in the fight to end that state-sponsored terrorism. Bush is a real man, and the Lemming-crats hate that.

[Valin]

My Mother(one of, if not the wisest people to ever walk this planet) said "children are like pets you love them..but you also discipline them."

[freedomlover]

I can tear out a car engine

Oh yea, but can you put it back??? ;)

[boris]

"And, of course, the sandwich became a gun -- and soon both boys were shooting at each other across the table with their bologna 9mm pistols....

LOL!!! That's boys for ya."

The LA Times ran an article by an upset mommie who forbade "violent" toys to her sons and was full of angst because they fabricated guns out of sticks and played shoot-em-up.

This was about the time Patsy Schroeder was working over the military. I wrote a letter to the Times which they surprisingly printed:

"Mrs. Smith is anxious because she cannot turn little boys into little girls; meanwhile Patsy Schroeder and her pals are trying to turn women into men."

--Boris

[fr_freak]

I can also pick off a squirrel running from 75 yards out with my Ruger 10/22. Does that eliminate me from sissyhood.

Only if the death of the squirrel made you laugh instead of cry.