Staunch Masculinity

4 thoughts on “Staunch Masculinity”

1. A small “b” bloke’s reply to “Staunch Masculinity”

   I love the hair on your chest, but I have almost none
   I drink whiskey
   I don’t work out, but love watching you when you do!
   I like rugby, a real bloke’s sport, which I played on the cold hill tops of Dorset
   I drink red wine
   I like heavy metal, but love the soft metal sounds of Javanese gamelan even more
   Let’s not fight, let’s just fuck!
   I smoke cigars and kretek
   I stay out late and wake up with a. boner at night
   I win
   I read and read, but don’t give a fuck who’s smarter than who
   Let’s Fuck
   Sometimes I lose ….but I learn
   I do care!
   That’s my job
   I had steak for lunch, but prefer it at dinner with a good Aussie red
   Do you want to Fuck?
   I provide
   I hate business, look what it’s done to the planet!
   C’mon let’s Fuck
   I build thought castles
   I take and give
   I teach and learn
   I preach and eat a peach
   Let’s Fuck
   I’m happy, really deliriously happy!
   Cut me off in traffic, I’d rather bike!
   I lead
   I challenge
   How about we Fuck?
   I yell
   I critique
   I solve
   Are we going to Fuck?
   I once drove a ratty old Saab with an open top
   I spend money and give it away
   I don’t make money
   I never brag or show off but I do like exposing my skinny ass at the FKK beach
   I show off
   I really really need to Fuck
   I said already: I don’t drive a sports car!
   I drink…. did I mention that.
   Let’s Fuck
   Fuck
   Yeah
   Fuck
   I wait
   I wait
   I’m patient
   I drink
   I smoke
   I emote
   We are going to Fuck aren’t we?
   I never work out
   I compete
   I hate guns
   I rode a motorcycle in my misspent youth on Java
   I’m cultured
   I don’t mind begging, on my knees before your enormous cock, for a Fuck
   The hair on your chest, in your bum crack: Who can resist you? Please let’s FUCK!
   I judge
   I Fuck
   I love
   I ponder
   I create
   I scheme
   I think you are really special
   Let’s Fuck
   I can lift heavy boxes, but the next day my back hurts
   I can hang pictures, but not well
   I can drive you around, but you can drive if you want to
   I can buy you dinner or you can buy us both dinner, with wine, and cigars and sex at my place for afters
   Fuck!
   No need to repeat it. You get the idea!

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2. Labels like that one promote division not unity.
   One species.
   One “race”. We differ in appearance more than any other species. We all have the same DNA.
   Labels are for clothes.

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3. I totally agree with Ben.

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4. This really embodies what current day narrative calls ”toxic masculinity”.
   Strange, that all I see is tremendous longing, depth, and beauty. Well done.

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