Patriarchy is the most natural way of ordering a society. Most people acknowledge that on some level– if not in their words, then perhaps in their deeds; but I don’t particularly want to spend this article or the comments section, below, arguing that point to death. It’s just my starting point.
Building on that premise, I would define male chauvinism as the abuse of power by men and female chauvinism as an over-reaction to that abuse– female chauvinism, a.k.a feminism. There are other ways of defining those terms, but for purposes of this article, that’s how I’m defining them, and I think both approaches are mistaken.
For example, it would certainly be an abuse Continue reading
Apollo looked and saw within his reach
The heavens, and Parnassus, and the seas,
And the edification of all within his eye–
Of maidens, and of men, and of them that die;
But lying back and drinking from his cup
And shrinking from the sweat of standing up,
He held his hallowed arrow, all the same,
Then thought, “What need, that I should win acclaim?”
And What to Do About It
The latest video in the Mad Life series on CafeMom.com is called, “I want my man to be a man,” and is a perfect topic for today’s article.
In the video, Dr. Laura Markham says that what women want is for men to be “full partners,” and while I think that the wording of that statement misses the mark somewhat, the examples that she gives seem reasonable and useful.
Later in the video, Joanie Robuck says that what women want is to feel safe and secure, and I think that’s a great statement worth pondering and repeating.
Now, backing away from that video a little bit, how should we as men even determine Continue reading
My Observance of No-Shave November
For years, long before the early onset of male pattern baldness, I simply buzzed my hair, but as the baldness became obvious, I switched to shaving my head with a razor. This year, in observance of No-shave November, I’m abstaining from shaving my head instead of my facial hair: no haircuts.
It’s good; it’s bad; it’s easy; it’s embarrassing. The truth is, I look like a condor. Continue reading
A Face-off with the Frost
Maybe it’s because of my shaved head or low body fat, but I’m a complete baby when it comes to cold weather. I’ve lived in places with frigid climates, endless winters, and mighty moose; but I still have an inordinate hatred of the cold. It keeps me indoors in winter (though it doesn’t stop me from eating ice cream).
This year is going to be different, though, because I’ve decided to confront the cold, and YOU get to help me decide how!