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This is a call for my fellow tripods to stand up and claim their dignity back.
For too long we've been cast as the villains. Male dominated workplaces, pubs etc. Then the tide turned and females rose to prominance.
This is cool, I have no problem with that. Except when it's at the expense of male pride of the idea of maleness.
We have lost our way. Or as Tyler Durden puts it in Fight Club, "We are a generation of men raised by women, I'm thinking is another woman the answer".
This is not an anti-woman post before you all start throwing estrogen grenades at me or shrieking like angry chickens.
This is me saying that man have lost their identity, pride, dignity and balls. And it's time to take them back.
You doubt that we're seen as a floundering, clueless emasculated gender?
TV commercials. We're seen as incompetant at housework, useless at social functions and utterly lost. Blokes in dresses advertising kitchen-tissue,a bloke licking a trail of beer around the house to get him to clean up only to fall asleep when she pours it on herself?
And you men know what I'm talking about.
Ever wanted to hang out with mates but you're spending "quality time" together so you don't do that?
I used to, I know this. Staying at girlfriend's over the weekend, used to come back Sunday afternoon to meet mates and play video games. Did I tell her this? No.
Why not? Because she had my balls in her purse. And deep down you know you've done the same. You've kept quiet for an "easy life", passed up being with males to keep her happy. Yet she'll quite cheerfully go out with her mates, or have them over for the evening and you're expected to sit outside the room.
But when you do that, she gets moody right?
It's time to claim your pride back.
All these little books you can buy - for women. "Women are from Mars, Men are From Sperm", "Little book of calm" blah blah blah. Trite nonsense designed to meet certain emotional needs.
Blokes, how many times have you heard this:
"So and so at work is bugging me"
"I'll smash his face off for you"
"No, I dont want you to fix it, I just want to moan"
That's the fundemental difference here, we hear the woman has a problem,we want to fix it.
It's primal, the protector instinct. But it's been bred out of us, we've become domesticated household pets.
We have become this prissy little appendages good for mocking when they're at work (and she *does* moan about you, I promise) and her female mates all cluck and nod in sympathy.
"New Man" - a media myth that we bought. We fell for it hook, line and sinker. We started to think about "our emotions" and lost the plot. Sensitive, weepy new-age men that "understand your pain" and write poems about how hard life is.
I'm not saying we should be insensitive chauvenist pigs. I'm saying you shouldn't be afraid to say "I'm seeing my mates this weekend, sorry".
Or instead of dragging round the shops in woeful misery, say "Nope" and pick her up afterwards.
Blokes dont enjoy shopping m'kay? We know what we want before we leave, we go straight there, buy it and leave. No traipsing around Lakeside for 5hrs just browsing.
But you'll see herds of lost, sad men in Debenhams/John Lewis carrying the bags. We see another male and nod in recognition before wandering around exhaling slowly and thinking about how to get past the boss on that game.
They know this, some stores now have "creches" for men with magazines and tv. They're called "creches". You see how this is working?
We're helpless infants still needing "mum" to help us.
Well balls to that.
I'm a bloke. I smoke, I like porn. I like playing video-games, I like seeing my mates. I like playing my drums (no women at rehearsals, that's Gospel). And I'll be damned if I ever surrender my identity or happiness for the sake of a girlfriend.
That's not to say I treat it like warfare, I just set it out from the start.
I wont do dinner parties, I wont do IKEA on a Sunday looking for lampshades. And you know why? Because blokes dont care about that crap.
My 1st flat, me and a mate. There were movie posters, a Scooby Doo print and ONE plant - bought by a parent.
And trust me, women are getting fed up with blokes acting like ball-less little wimpy men.
You doubt that? Go find a woman and ask her if she saw "Gladiator".
She'll nod and make a comment about Russel Crowe. Why? Because he was nails-hard, fought for her honour/vengeance and she knows she'd be safe out with him.
Take your new-age, simpering wimpering little ideas of what a man should be and cram them.
I'm a bloke and I refuse to shuffle around in a woman-enforced idea of who I am and how I behave.
Men - take back your pride and dignity and stand up for yourselves. It's genetic, it's primal. We're hunter/gatherers, not sympathetic whiney men that take candle-lit baths *unless* you ask us and we're gonna get laid afterwards.
Be proud of being a bloke for chrissakes before we're in a museum.
Chris Martin? New-age fairy man that women think are "sweet"
Maximus? Old school bloke that women want to hump silly and try to tame.
And if you still need proof, ever heard this?
"You're like my brother"
"I really like you as a mate"
"You're sweet, I feel I can tell you anything"
That means you blew it Conan, you ain't ever seeing her naked. Which is the ultimate goal of every bloke here when talking to a woman in a social situation that isn't
(a) Related to you
(b) A minger
(c) Illegally young
Fact: If you're in a pub/club etc and a bloke comes over and starts to tell you how interested he is in you as a person blah blah, he's exactly the same as the bloke that comes over and says "Alright darling, is that a ladder in your tights or a stairway to heaven?"
Men, it's time to make your choice.
Nice, polite, understanding Coldplay type bloke that is a "good mate" and will end up being cheated on because "He's nice but boring" or the type of bloke that women want to "tame"?
It's the challenge they like, to be able to think they broke you like a pony and now you're "theirs".
Be a bloke - dont be a p****-whipped crybaby.
For too long we've been cast as the villains. Male dominated workplaces, pubs etc. Then the tide turned and females rose to prominance.
This is cool, I have no problem with that. Except when it's at the expense of male pride of the idea of maleness.
We have lost our way. Or as Tyler Durden puts it in Fight Club, "We are a generation of men raised by women, I'm thinking is another woman the answer".
This is not an anti-woman post before you all start throwing estrogen grenades at me or shrieking like angry chickens.
This is me saying that man have lost their identity, pride, dignity and balls. And it's time to take them back.
You doubt that we're seen as a floundering, clueless emasculated gender?
TV commercials. We're seen as incompetant at housework, useless at social functions and utterly lost. Blokes in dresses advertising kitchen-tissue,a bloke licking a trail of beer around the house to get him to clean up only to fall asleep when she pours it on herself?
And you men know what I'm talking about.
Ever wanted to hang out with mates but you're spending "quality time" together so you don't do that?
I used to, I know this. Staying at girlfriend's over the weekend, used to come back Sunday afternoon to meet mates and play video games. Did I tell her this? No.
Why not? Because she had my balls in her purse. And deep down you know you've done the same. You've kept quiet for an "easy life", passed up being with males to keep her happy. Yet she'll quite cheerfully go out with her mates, or have them over for the evening and you're expected to sit outside the room.
But when you do that, she gets moody right?
It's time to claim your pride back.
All these little books you can buy - for women. "Women are from Mars, Men are From Sperm", "Little book of calm" blah blah blah. Trite nonsense designed to meet certain emotional needs.
Blokes, how many times have you heard this:
"So and so at work is bugging me"
"I'll smash his face off for you"
"No, I dont want you to fix it, I just want to moan"
That's the fundemental difference here, we hear the woman has a problem,we want to fix it.
It's primal, the protector instinct. But it's been bred out of us, we've become domesticated household pets.
We have become this prissy little appendages good for mocking when they're at work (and she *does* moan about you, I promise) and her female mates all cluck and nod in sympathy.
"New Man" - a media myth that we bought. We fell for it hook, line and sinker. We started to think about "our emotions" and lost the plot. Sensitive, weepy new-age men that "understand your pain" and write poems about how hard life is.
I'm not saying we should be insensitive chauvenist pigs. I'm saying you shouldn't be afraid to say "I'm seeing my mates this weekend, sorry".
Or instead of dragging round the shops in woeful misery, say "Nope" and pick her up afterwards.
Blokes dont enjoy shopping m'kay? We know what we want before we leave, we go straight there, buy it and leave. No traipsing around Lakeside for 5hrs just browsing.
But you'll see herds of lost, sad men in Debenhams/John Lewis carrying the bags. We see another male and nod in recognition before wandering around exhaling slowly and thinking about how to get past the boss on that game.
They know this, some stores now have "creches" for men with magazines and tv. They're called "creches". You see how this is working?
We're helpless infants still needing "mum" to help us.
Well balls to that.
I'm a bloke. I smoke, I like porn. I like playing video-games, I like seeing my mates. I like playing my drums (no women at rehearsals, that's Gospel). And I'll be damned if I ever surrender my identity or happiness for the sake of a girlfriend.
That's not to say I treat it like warfare, I just set it out from the start.
I wont do dinner parties, I wont do IKEA on a Sunday looking for lampshades. And you know why? Because blokes dont care about that crap.
My 1st flat, me and a mate. There were movie posters, a Scooby Doo print and ONE plant - bought by a parent.
And trust me, women are getting fed up with blokes acting like ball-less little wimpy men.
You doubt that? Go find a woman and ask her if she saw "Gladiator".
She'll nod and make a comment about Russel Crowe. Why? Because he was nails-hard, fought for her honour/vengeance and she knows she'd be safe out with him.
Take your new-age, simpering wimpering little ideas of what a man should be and cram them.
I'm a bloke and I refuse to shuffle around in a woman-enforced idea of who I am and how I behave.
Men - take back your pride and dignity and stand up for yourselves. It's genetic, it's primal. We're hunter/gatherers, not sympathetic whiney men that take candle-lit baths *unless* you ask us and we're gonna get laid afterwards.
Be proud of being a bloke for chrissakes before we're in a museum.
Chris Martin? New-age fairy man that women think are "sweet"
Maximus? Old school bloke that women want to hump silly and try to tame.
And if you still need proof, ever heard this?
"You're like my brother"
"I really like you as a mate"
"You're sweet, I feel I can tell you anything"
That means you blew it Conan, you ain't ever seeing her naked. Which is the ultimate goal of every bloke here when talking to a woman in a social situation that isn't
(a) Related to you
(b) A minger
(c) Illegally young
Fact: If you're in a pub/club etc and a bloke comes over and starts to tell you how interested he is in you as a person blah blah, he's exactly the same as the bloke that comes over and says "Alright darling, is that a ladder in your tights or a stairway to heaven?"
Men, it's time to make your choice.
Nice, polite, understanding Coldplay type bloke that is a "good mate" and will end up being cheated on because "He's nice but boring" or the type of bloke that women want to "tame"?
It's the challenge they like, to be able to think they broke you like a pony and now you're "theirs".
Be a bloke - dont be a p****-whipped crybaby.
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Maybe some of us don't want to go round being hard, getting drunk and getting in fights with people all the time...
"Women are from Mars, Men are From Sperm"
Nice one.
Without wishing to appear sycophantic, I have to agree (again for the umpteenth post) that Goatboy is absolutely correct. My mate can testify to this as he has had an Ikea to Ibiza conversion after leaving his girl.
We gave the world Einstein they give us the Cheeky Girls.
Theory of Relativity vs the lyrics "touch my bum".
Says it all really.
Nice one.
Without wishing to appear sycophantic, I have to agree (again for the umpteenth post) that Goatboy is absolutely correct. My mate can testify to this as he has had an Ikea to Ibiza conversion after leaving his girl.
We gave the world Einstein they give us the Cheeky Girls.
Theory of Relativity vs the lyrics "touch my bum".
Says it all really.
They feel because they are represented under a male dominance ideology they can be all 'loud' and 'all powering'.
I have never dumped a girl. I have shown her how I want it and she doesn't like it even though it was fair. If I am busy with mates I am busy with mates.. etc.
I feel with you Sheepy. One night stands are the way forward I tells ya.
I have never dumped a girl. I have shown her how I want it and she doesn't like it even though it was fair. If I am busy with mates I am busy with mates.. etc.
I feel with you Sheepy. One night stands are the way forward I tells ya.
Ayuh.
I feel your pain Brother Sheepy.
We've all been there.
I feel your pain Brother Sheepy.
We've all been there.
Inspired, hoho.
Well I've only had little experienced with this but here we go.
Everytime I went into Glasgow to shop with a girlfriend... pulled through every single shop for about two bloody hours and she bought one top. I go into Fopp for ten minutes... buy 3 CDs and a book, she tells me to hurry up or we'll miss the train.
Or when I was organising to go see a gig with mates... I was polite and asked if she wanted to go but she said know as she didn't like band. So we organise to go to pub before, head to gig etc. She moans at me week before it saying she wants to go and one of my mates should give up a ticket, she was dumped shortly afterwards.
Exactly
Well I've only had little experienced with this but here we go.
Everytime I went into Glasgow to shop with a girlfriend... pulled through every single shop for about two bloody hours and she bought one top. I go into Fopp for ten minutes... buy 3 CDs and a book, she tells me to hurry up or we'll miss the train.
Or when I was organising to go see a gig with mates... I was polite and asked if she wanted to go but she said know as she didn't like band. So we organise to go to pub before, head to gig etc. She moans at me week before it saying she wants to go and one of my mates should give up a ticket, she was dumped shortly afterwards.
Exactly
My thinking is normal for a bloke.
It's women's thinking that is odd.
Which is one of the reasons for this thread.
You dont understand us, we dont understand you. But it'd be a lot simpler to understand the male mindset with one simple rule:
If we say we're cold, that means we're cold. Not that we want a hug but dont want to admit it in case we're seen as needy and clingy.
If we say we're hungry, it means we're hungry. Not because we'd like you to offer to take us out for a meal to prove how much you still love us even after we've been seeing each other for a number of weeks/months/years
We're simple creatures.
For the most part.
There will always be exceptions to the rule, but just as most trite "self-help" books purport to speak for women's minds, I'll happily admit to nailing 99% of male thoughts in this thread at one point or another.
And here's another quick tip:
Don't forward us those chain-mails about love or friendship. Send us the monkey peeing in it's mouth or the exploding Scottie dog.
Because we dont care.
But in a nice way
It's women's thinking that is odd.
Which is one of the reasons for this thread.
You dont understand us, we dont understand you. But it'd be a lot simpler to understand the male mindset with one simple rule:
If we say we're cold, that means we're cold. Not that we want a hug but dont want to admit it in case we're seen as needy and clingy.
If we say we're hungry, it means we're hungry. Not because we'd like you to offer to take us out for a meal to prove how much you still love us even after we've been seeing each other for a number of weeks/months/years
We're simple creatures.
For the most part.
There will always be exceptions to the rule, but just as most trite "self-help" books purport to speak for women's minds, I'll happily admit to nailing 99% of male thoughts in this thread at one point or another.
And here's another quick tip:
Don't forward us those chain-mails about love or friendship. Send us the monkey peeing in it's mouth or the exploding Scottie dog.
Because we dont care.
But in a nice way
Goatboy wrote:
> Ok, so it was crass to
> admit I put money on the response but I'm somewhat notorious for not
> thinking before mouth working.
Heh,
thats funny
Its okay to put money on my response, but not to admit it.
Your thinking is odd.
> Ok, so it was crass to
> admit I put money on the response but I'm somewhat notorious for not
> thinking before mouth working.
Heh,
thats funny
Its okay to put money on my response, but not to admit it.
Your thinking is odd.
Goatboy wrote:
> 8 said Kylie, 1 said Lisa Tarbuck "because I like large
> women" and the other said "Maximus. I'm gay
> remember?"
lol!
> 8 said Kylie, 1 said Lisa Tarbuck "because I like large
> women" and the other said "Maximus. I'm gay
> remember?"
lol!
No I'm not playing games at all.
I just dont want to blab about what I get up to outside of these forums.
I'm just a private person.
I just dont want to blab about what I get up to outside of these forums.
I'm just a private person.
Goatboy wrote:
>
> Email me, I'll explain why I'm asking this stuff.
Can't you post it here?
Your playing with me.
>
> Email me, I'll explain why I'm asking this stuff.
Can't you post it here?
Your playing with me.
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