iblis wrote:¹ - Because regardless of whatever mindless criteria people come up with for being a "Real Man", real men like to blow shit up.
Now that's a beautiful statement. There's nothing more beautiful than watching some object shatter into a motley assortment of little pieces that have little in common with the original.
There are a myriad of theories that could link this to a simple, animal desire to propagate the human species, but they all lack a reason for the delight in seeing that big ball of flame, afterwards.
If carpenters made buildings the way programmers make programs, the first woodpecker to come along would destroy all of civilization. Anonymous
absinthe_minded wrote:The situation you encountered highlights the fundamental lack of confidence inherent in so many Goth Bois. What ever happened to predatory lust? What ever happened to plucking the fruit from the tree and taking big bites, whilst the juice runs down your chin and the sweet savoring stirs your senses? What ever happened to WANT, TAKE, HAVE?
American society has created a world that frowns upon being a "man".
You have to be sensitive and compassionate, while being an immovable rock that never looses control at any given moment in time.
You have to watch yourself constantly, since that single glance at a nice ass could get you landed in jail on harrassment charges.
Everywhere the male libido is under fire in society. I can't even look at a skirt at work without having to worry about losing my job, and there's some damn fine skirts up here.
Or the eternal problem of the "nice guy", knowing gobs of beautiful women who sit there and cry in your arms after getting shafted by some guy and then they sob "I just want a nice guy who'll care and take care of me" and you're left thinking "I'm right here, look at me" but you're "just a friend"...
People suck....I'm getting a drink on lunch now.
You come out tomarrow night Greg I will buy you a drink or maybe 5...
iblis wrote:¹ - Because regardless of whatever mindless criteria people come up with for being a "Real Man", real men like to blow shit up.
Now that's a beautiful statement. There's nothing more beautiful than watching some object shatter into a motley assortment of little pieces that have little in common with the original.
There are a myriad of theories that could link this to a simple, animal desire to propagate the human species, but they all lack a reason for the delight in seeing that big ball of flame, afterwards.
Maybe if you associate that big ass ball of flame and the shrapnel flying with orgasm....nah fuck it...we just like to blow shit up.
Buttercup wrote:Skills I have that a lot of men lack (besides the excellent slow head..LOL)...well, I've lived by myself since I was 14 and out of necessity have had to deal with lots of things without anyone elses assistance. Nothing fancy, but if I had to, I am resourceful enough to fix something that needs fixing if it is within the realm of a normal human being without special training. For example, last week, I replaced a light switch in my house. I bet that lots of men on here have never done that and wouldn't even try to do it if it needed to be done. I guess, I just mean, I like resourcefullness and taking the initiative.
Um, I think you're giving the guys here too little credit. I'd say most of the guys here are perfectly capable of changing a light switch (even if they were a bit wussy about it and turned off the breaker first.) I mean, it's only 5 screws if it's not a 3-way switch.
We are all atheists about most of the gods that humanity has ever believed in. Some of us just go one god further.
Tabris wrote:Sorry about that last comment I have lost my mind today, and plus the capacity to spell! Please, disregard the last statement I wrote all together!
I appreciate you correcting your spelling and grammar for me. It was, however, unnecessary for you to correct my quotation of your misspelling.