Men's Dreams Dashed
I had a dream last night about a bossy, overbearing woman running my life. This is what I need in my life, as most men do. We all look for some weird extension of our mother's to take care of us etc...but that's not what this is about. This is about the loss of dreams and life amongst men as they grow older and involved with women.
The saddest sight in the world to a single adolescent male is that of a married or involved adolescent male. We all know the flip side of the coin is to be alone, and given our choice on any teary night when we bemoan about being alone, we would choose the woman to be in our lives. But alas it still does not allow this man escape from observation.
In more patriarchal times of breeding and affluent mistresses, men were taken back by assertive women. In today's age I find women being taken back by assertive men. I have noticed that men are merely ornaments. If not succesful or confident with their own lives, men settle, much like most women, for anything that will pay attention to them. Men in these kinds of relationships are sad, especially my generation. My generation grew up on women's lib and political correctness and all sort of confusing crazy shit that made us guinny pigs for the up and coming adjusted sugar free generation.
In the depths of each man is the desire to be a rogue. There is a desire to be a leader, in charge, passionate, a horse among a team. There is a want if not a need to feel as though, in small doses we still embody the animalistic attributes of our patriarchal forefathers. The current status of men and women wound this idea if not completely kill it. The desire for attention and righteousness that women request from their men is overbearing and boring. It is childish and rude to expect a man, a creature of instinctive mass breeding testosterone filled habits, to cow-tow to the emotions and needs of a woman on a full time basis.
Unfortunately, what I see these days are a slew of men raised by their mothers (which is the way it has always been) but without the guild of their father's. I.e. - The father takes no active role in their childs life because they are part of a system of nothings. They are not proud. They change jobs and lives and houses and friends more frequently making it impossible to create an ilk for which to show the young colt how and whom to trot with. It takes a village to raise a child, and the village in our culture has long since been replaced by the mother and father and the lack of sustance.
My generation was raised in a big mixing bowl of options. We were given freedoms to explore and then fail and then be coddled by women. This trend is in it's second generation. The father's of today were beginning this trend in the 70's and 60's. The father's of today and the previous generation lost their way by losing the strength of their father's. Father's today are weak and pathetic.
All this weird psychosis leads us back to present day males and their inability to be just that, males. Men are constantly rolled and played by women.
When a woman gets upset because you get drunk or buy a new fishing rod. She's not upset out of care for you, she's upset out of loss for herself. She can see the look in her own friends rolled eyes as the reflection of you has a bobbed drunken noggin and slurred words. She is identified with you and is consequently embarrassed.
When you purchase something expensive or spend a good bit of money in Atlantic city it is not your bank account that she is worried about, it is her own future which she finds threatened. Women can have all the liberation they want over the past 50 years but it will take ions of generations to get the protector and protected gene out of their system.
This post never really went where I wanted it to. I was saying it out loud as I was walking to work and seemed much better. I thought I would give it a shot though. I've really been thinking a lot lately about the celebration of life and the human spirit and how everything that I see around me is meant to crush that. Everything from marked up holidays in scheduled increments to shiny shoes.
