We can say goodbye to the red-blooded male if Duke University has anything to do with the state of masculinity in America. The sissies at Duke have created a special ‘safe place’ for men where they are encouraged to shed their “toxic” masculinity and male privilege. This fellowship of the brotherhood allows men to give their testimonials as to their personal struggle with the demon MASCULINITY and the fiend VIRILITY. I have to be honest. I would pay good money to sit in on those testimonials.
I can hear them now, “My name is John Q. Macho, and forgive me for I have sinned. I have lived my life flaunting my manliness. I fish and hunt and own fifteen guns. I didn’t even cry when I watched the movie “Rudy.” And God forgive me, but I once bought a Playboy Magazine and lusted for the women. I am poisoned by my own masculine traits, and I desperately need direction. I don’t want to carry this burden any longer. Please, somebody, help me be more like a woman!”
Right here and now I am going to thwart the gods and goddesses of political correctness and scream, “Why is Duke University putting panties on the men?” Academia is now in the business of recruiting homosexuality through a brainwashing program of male privilege and ‘toxic’ masculinity. They call it The Men’s Project, and it is sponsored by the Duke’s Women Center. Masculine men must repent and be accountable to feminism. And what exactly does ‘being accountable to feminism’ mean? It means nothing. It’s pure and utter politically correct nonsense.
The once-upon-a-time prestigious Duke University is now endorsing programs for male emasculation as a surrender to feminists. It’s not enough to sissify the men of America through the entertainment industry and sexually perverse culture. The Progressive are now targeting men for masculinity cleansing. And the scary aspect of this is that it will work for men who are already struggling to find their own virility amidst a society that sees a bully in every masculine man.
Where have all the cowboys gone? Where is the respect for the individual ruggedness of the Marlboro Man? For decades after the death of John Wayne, American men and women respected “The Duke” as an icon of manliness. “A man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do, Pilgrim.” “You tangle with me, I’ll have your hide.” “Well, there are some things a man just can’t run away from.” “A man’s gotta have a creed, a code to live by.” And my personal John Wayne favorite, “Life is tough, but it’s tougher if you’re stupid.”
And lest we forget Clint Eastwood as Rowdy Yeats in “Rawhide” or the legendary “Dirty Hairy.” “You’ve got to ask yourself a question. Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?” “Well, when an adult male is chasing a female with intent to commit rape, I shoot the bastard. That’s my policy.” But the winner is, “Make My Day!” Even as an octogenarian today, Clint Eastwood is hailed as one of America’s toughest and most masculine of men. Baby Boomer females would agree that Eastwood oozes manliness.
My condolences to the young women of today’s modern society for many reasons, one being the lack of masculine men to date. Although, considering the push for a gender free culture, I doubt that many of the young girls would even recognize a truly masculine man if they saw one. Hint: It’s not the guy with the earrings in his nose and nipples, holes in his ear lobes, post in his tongue, and arms covered in tattoos. And pity the young women at Duke University after the Detoxic of Masculinity program is implemented fully.
As John Wayne said, “I never saw a cowboy on a psychiatrist’s couch.” Thank the Lord cowboys didn’t try to rid themselves of their toxic masculinity. Rooster Cogburn would have never used a tissue.
My message to the young men at Duke University: Forget the special safe place for men who are trying to throw off their masculinity. Turn to the western channel and catch a rerun of a John Wayne movie. Celebrate male ruggedness and toughness. Wayne is the glorification of the American male hero! He would have never eaten tofu. “Courage is being scared to death but saddling up anyway.” Remember that!
C’mon Boys! It’s time to ‘saddle up!’