Society Goes Against SCIENCE, NATURE, and BIOLOGY, to BASH MEN…...

I couldn't help but read a couple of Male-bashing online articles about how Men are basically sex-starved sperm dispensers looking to screw anything. My reaction? What's WRONG WITH (THE SEX PART)? That's part of the BEAUTY of being a human MALE. OWN IT. Don't be ashamed of what Nature made…! Men like Sex. GET OVER IT.

MEN are the only SPECIES on EARTH, that are scrutinized for their own INNATE BIOLOGY!!!

MEN are MEN. And that's the GLORIOUS way they were built! 

New Book Idea

If someone wrote a book like this…

…Why can't someone write a book like this?

Come on! It could talk about how the Human Male body is the epitome of the First Human on Earth… its noble strength and courage brought human civilization into being… and it's also quite beautiful.

Happy International Men's Day!

Sorry, no big post for this great holiday, but I couldn't just let it go unnoticed too.

SCIENTIFIC PROOF that Women are just DANGEROUS for the MALE GENDER!

It's scientific knowledge that male babies have it tough inside the foreign female body, ha... This article proves that Men should just avoid this hazard once and for all! We need the ARTIFICIAL WOMB! That way, our beautiful Male Gender can grow
without risk!

http://news.yahoo.com/boys-bit-more-likely-girls-born-early-000717139--politics.html

MALE PRIDE

It's the (SMALL) Victories.... "MAN" is The History of Humans!!!

I was in San Diego this weekend and saw this Museum, located in their famous Balboa Park. I actually think it's literally a VICTORY that some random committee of rabid feminists (i.e. penis-less losers, ha) haven't rallied to change the name to a more "politically correct" one. It makes me so proud honestly, that we still refer to the whole HUMAN race as "MAN", the image of the Noble, Brave, Beautiful, Human MALE: with his Life-Giving Penis. 

http://www.museumofman.org/

I'm so proud to be part of the MALE race. My fathers and brothers contain a magic only known to Men. 

Go "MAN"!!!

(ONE) Reason why I can't hate MEN:

I can't hate something that looks this BEAUTIFUL. Seriously. I know that sounds awful, but it's the same reason STRAIGHT MEN are guilted into loving and defending women, to their own demise, EVERY SINGLE DAY of their lives. So I'm no more guilty than any men and women in that mess. LOL.

Yeah, I would do anything just to make sure this guy is happy. He deserves to be. He's so gorgeous and amazing. He's like, the reason why men are so beautiful. He takes my breath away. :)

Man = Good

The reason why we're all here: The Human MALE

I was listening to a renowned, late male comedian online the other day... he did this monologue about how scientifically all humans start out as a female (fetus). Which is true--male fetuses start forming their "maleness" shortly afterward. That is why (both) sexes have nipples, even though supposedly they only serve a function on the female. (Don't tell me it doesn't serve a purpose for men! Have you ever had your nipples sucked on, during sex? I have, as a MAN, and it's wonderful!) Anyway, the comedian went on to say how all fetuses start out as the "Good thing" (i.e. female), but then Males turn into the "BAD thing" (Male!). Big surprise: The comedian was another self-hating male, basically. He was bowing down simplistically to women, because technically, they are the (First?) sex? When it comes to the theory of Creationism, women are SECOND, and yet--no one seems to drill that as a "bad thing" anymore.

But it got me thinking again. That old ball and chain--my love for the human male species. I thought with war torn pride: Science/Nature doesn't make mistakes. MALES rule. 

Regardless of all this fashionable antagonizing talk towards men (from the last half of the twentieth century--a harrowing time for us beautiful MEN), I stand firm. Think of it: If it WEREN'T for the human MALE, the human species would NOT have survived our earliest days. We needed a big, strong, brave MAN to fight for our survival. Could you imagine a tribe of humans with only WOMEN there to serve as protectors and hunters and fighters? We would've died out EONS ago! Fuck! MEN were the noble species who fearlessly defended us, and kept us from harm. They also were no doubt, as they are today--the CREATORS and INVENTORS that ensured our progress as a species.

THINK about it, people. MEN made us who we are TODAY, as a human species. Yes, women ultimately served a huge role: bearing children. But isn't that the perfect analogy to the whole scientific fact about the genders?: Women ARE valuable by default, for their childbearing bodies. Just like they are the (technically) DEFAULT gender. But they NEEDED men. 

MEN were brought on (at the same time, yes!), and they have done MORE than their share to ensure the survival of the HUMAN RACE. Men are always doing this: We ARE the cutting edge HALF of the human race. We are the wild card that cannot be denied. We are fucking beautiful! Own, it guys.

Pro-MALE ART!!

The Penis COMEBACK Monologue

Seth, Ted, and John were all sitting in a bar, drinking beers. They were all young, handsome, intelligent men. Seth was the thinner, more offbeat one. Ted was more sporty and outgoing. John was the old-fashioned, rugged man of the group. It was the day after Valentine’s Day. Ted and John had just stated what they did for the holiday.

            “How about you, Seth?” Ted asked. “What did you do, yesterday?”

            “My girlfriend took me to see the Vagina Monologues,” Seth answered.

            “Ah, really?” John asked. “How was that? A bunch of women complaining about themselves?”

            “No,” Seth said.

            “Say, how come there isn’t a Penis Monologues?” Ted asked.

            They all laughed.

            “’Don’t need one,” John declared. “We all talk enough about penis already.”

            “Oh yeah?” Seth asked.

            “Yeah,” John answered. “’Cause the penis rules, man!”

            “YEAH!” Ted and John cheered their beer bottles to it, but Seth declined.

            “Actually, it was interesting last night,” Seth said.

            “Yeah? What’d you learn?” Ted asked.

            Seth took a swig of his beer.

            “Well, at one point they said the female clitoris is actually much more sensitive than the penis,” Seth said.

            Ted and John listened.

            “In fact, by the end of the night—I really felt bad for us men,” Seth said, looking down.

            Ted and John looked at each other.

            “Oh, come on,” said John.

            Seth kept drinking, and found himself repeating the stories he had heard from the previous night. Ted and John listened, drinking more and more too.

            “It sounds like women really have it made,” said Seth. “I mean—did you know they are capable of full-body orgasms—not just the small ones we men have in our crotch? And they can last much longer. And they can have multiple ones! Geez! Us men only have one small orgasm, and we’re done! Am I right? “

            “Well, it’s alright,” Ted said.

            “And it doesn’t stop there,” Seth confided. “I did more research online last night after the show, and I heard that women might even be able to EJACULATE! And maybe even more than us manly men do! They even got us beat, at the one thing we CAN do! Fuck!”

            “Woa , woa, man!” John said. “Calm down. How do you even know that’s true? I’ve never seen it.”

            “Yeah…” Ted said.

            “I’m tellin’ ya,” Seth continued. “Women have us men beat. All these years, I thought it was so great being a man, with a penis between my legs—turns out, women have it even better down there, by multitudes.”

            “Man, I guess I always kind of wondered how it felt like for a woman,” Ted admitted. “Sometimes it looks they’re having so much more fun than us guys.”

            “Oh come on, guys,” John held strong. “Don’t say that.”

            “You’re saying you never thought about it?” Ted asked him.

            “I like my DICK, guys,” John protested.

            “Well, me too…” said Ted. “But you heard what Seth said.”

            Seth cleared his throat. He’d had a lot to drink, as the other guys did. “You know, sometimes I wish I were a woman.”

            Ted and John stared at him.

            “I would have SO much fun, just fingering myself down there, and I’d feel so much MORE than I ever would, as a MAN,” Seth said.

            John sighed in disgust. “And I supposed YOU would, too, Ted?”

            Ted didn’t say anything.

            “You too, are somethin’ else,” he said. “I think we’ve all had too much to drink. Let’s call it a night, guys.”

            Since they had too much to drink, they all shared a cab home. They decided to crash at Seth’s place.

            The next morning, something strange happened… all three men woke up with vaginas! Seth found out first when he went to go pee. He woke up Ted and John, who also found their private parts replaced with a complete vagina.

            A strange envelope sat in the center of Seth’s coffee table. They opened it. In it, was a letter that read:

“Dear Men, you have been granted a wish to feel what it’s like to have a female orgasm. You will have a vagina for the next seven days and seven nights. If by the seventh night, you wish to have your penis returned—simply write it down and sign your name, and place in this envelope. If you wish to keep your vagina, simply leave it as is.”

            Seth was very excited. In fact, he almost shed tears of happiness.

            Ted was admittedly curious to try it out.

            John was not excited, but figured he could try it too—as long as he had the option of getting his penis back.

            The three of them spent the day right away, trying to get an orgasm with their new private parts.

            …And the next day. John got bored.

            …And the next day. Ted was getting tired.

            …And the next day. Even Seth was starting to feel restless.

            They tried everything—all the sex toys they could find, porno magzines, movies… but by the fourth day, they soon grew tired. No orgasms.

            “I miss peeing standing up,” said John. “And it’s hard keeping it—fresh—down there. I liked having a big clean thing that hangs down there instead!”

            “I’m so fucking horny, and I can’t COME!” yelled Ted. “Where’s the release?”

            “I got really close a couple of times, I swear,” Seth said. “But then—nothing!”

            “NOW do you think it’s so bad to have a PENIS?” John asked.

            “Well, we still have three more days,” said Seth.

            “Oh give it up,” said John. “I’m ready to have my DICK back. Thank God. How about you, Ted?”

            “But why did they say women have such great orgasms?” Ted asked. “I mean, it’s definitely really sensitive down there, but it just hurts more than it feels good!”

            “Tell me about it,” John said. “It SUCKS, guys.”

            “I’m not giving up yet,” Seth said.

            John sighed. He’d had enough. “That’s IT, man. How long are you going to be in denial? Having a penis is GREAT. Just admit it! We wouldn’t be sitting here, bitching about not getting off, if we still had our man penises! It works every time, and it feels FUCKING AWESOME! I love having something DANGLING between my legs, that I can actually GRAB every which way, and pull and stroke, and squeeze til I can barely stand it any longer, and then I fucking COME—and it feels like the best thing on earth. ‘Cause it is! Why do you think every man on earth loves his penis so much?”

            “Well, he’s got a point,” Ted said.

            “Come to think of it,” Seth said. “When I was doing more research on female orgasms last night—I read about a scientific study that said not ALL women can have orgasms. It’s determined by their genes, sometimes. So it’s not always possible for them to have an orgasm…”

            “See! There you go, man. Get your facts straight next time. Stop buying into MYTHS, LIES and PROPOGANDA,” John said. “Penis rules.”

            That night, all three men signed a note saying they wanted their penises back, and placed it in the envelope.

            The next morning, they woke up with their same penises again. They had never been so happy to have a PENIS! They each were so happy, they spent the day enjoying the pleasures of it. They realized their penises were perfect just as they were. They realized the greatest pleasure they could ever have in life, was right there between their legs.

            “In a way, I guess I always kind of knew having a penis was awesome,” said Seth. “I mean, it’s the perfect shape and size, and right there between my legs. And it’s just the RIGHT amount of sensitivity, you know? It makes it perfect for stimulation every time! THAT’s what we men got! It always makes me feel good, man. Always. I love it.”

            So there you have it, MEN. Don’t ever let anyone make you feel bad for having a PENIS. It’s perfect as it is. It’s exactly what we need, just the way it is! If you ever wonder what it’s like for the “other” sex, just remember: it’s not better than what you already have. You’re perfect the way you are, with your penis. It’s nature’s gift to us MEN.

            ROCK ON!

            P.S. Every year from then on, Seth, Ted, and John celebrated having a PENIS, the day after Valentine’s Day. They even typed up this story, and printed out—and handed it out to any men they saw who were dragged to the Vagina Monologues!

Man to Man

“Is there a such thing as a gay masculist?”

That is a rare question, in a world overflowing with questions.  The answer to that  question is even rarer.  I have only spoken to anonymous people online about this—a luxury and a curse in our modern world—to speak with whomever, whenever, wherever, without actually meeting said person in real life.

The “answer” and explanation to this question is surprisingly mundane: gay men who are sincerely concerned with all men’s issues—are indeed rare.

First off, we generally do not experience marriage and having children with women, like straight men. The legal turmoil that ensues after divorce is often the catapult for men to realize they are being discriminated against solely because of gender. Just a quick glance through the influx of “Men’s Rights” groups online—and you will get a strong idea that a common drive behind these men’s feelings and endeavors, is legal justice—and rightfully so. The truth that some gay men have indeed married women and divorced them, would present an interesting group to query. Unfortunately, I have not spoken to anyone who fits into this group yet.

Secondly, gay men as a group, belong to a “minority”, and therefore, have historically identifed more, with other “minorities”—including women. On top of this, gay men simply relate to women  more, on a cultural and social level—feeling acceptance and similarity in interests with them. Much more than say—towards their straight male counterparts. It is not a stereotype—just a common occurrence.

So there you have it. That’s the two-part answer. Which can be viewed as a springboard for another rare question: Which came first: the Man or the Gay? Ha, ha. In other words: who or what should gay men identify with more?

Personally, I find it odd how gay men deeply love MEN on a platonic, sexual and romantic level, and yet feel no desire to advocate on behalf of our Male Species.  Don’t we want to see our gender thrive, so that we can feel pride, admiration and respect for them? I think (many?) gay men view other men in a way that is similar to how chauvinist STRAIGHT men view women: they love them for their BODIES, and objectify them for their primal, sensual pleasures—but they could care LESS about what’s going on between the (sex object)’s ears, or their psychological well-being. Gay men are, after all, MEN. And when it comes to objectifying others, gay men are just as guilty as the straight guys—maybe worse.

To dig deeper too: On another note, I have (occasionally) felt an unnamed guilt and remorse, for being a man in today’s world who desires other MEN, because in our world it is subliminally driven into us: “Woman = Good, Man = Bad”. Bull crap, for sure. But with that mentality, men like me are quite honestly on the fringes of society. We WANT the “Bad” thing. What kind of message is that sending to all the gay men in the world who are born this way? What we worship and ache for is “BAD”, ugly, evil, wrong, gross? Well, the power of shere desire is quite awesome, because honestly? We still want IT. We still want MEN. To go one more step further, I actually see the “plus” side (if there IS one) of men being relegated to the secondary sex, in Western society today. It’s only when a group of people are marginalized and treated as a “minority”, that they can take real risks and challenge themselves. I have high hopes for Men. The worst is yet to come (many people still can’t acknowledge that we’ve been institutionally marginalized). But there’s always light at the end of the tunnel. And through thousands of years, it’s Men who have led, fought, and thought our way out of our past and into the future. It’s in all of us, guys. We’re just taught to hide it, at the expense of women. See how much it’s been driven into us?

As someone who admires the physical and spiritual essence of the human male very deeply, I want nothing more than to see men being depicted as the gods, heroes, and gifts from nature that they are. I’m like that straight guy who worships women so much, he practically betrays his male gender by holding up women as “Superior”. Dontcha hate guys like that? I’m not like that. I love men because they’re men, not because I compare them to the other sex. I’m also not like those lesbian feminazi’s (shudder); the sole bane of their existence is to spite the opposite sex. I mean—how low do they have to be, that their entire self-worth is based on how much they defame another group of people (Men)? To be honest, I don’t even think about what I dislike about women, or what their flaws are, (unless they’re crying false accusations of sexism, and in that case they can eat shit)—because I’m too busy loving what I love. I am a man, and I hold up men as: a miracle of Nature.

At our best, Men are vital, beautiful and amazing. Scientifically, our intelligence is equal to women, but our gender produces more geniuses. A look at all our humanity has accomplished then and now, is proof enough of the genius of men. We are more prone to risk-taking, which is vital to progress.

Physically, our bodies are supple and strong, meant to protect others and produce work. It is also quite beautiful—angular jaws, broad shoulders, strong but gentle hands, slim hips and buttocks, with hard and muscular legs. The hair on our bodies provide a complimentary texture to the opposite gender: the hair on forearms, legs, and chest can be silky or coarse—adding sensation to touch. Our orgasms can be viewed as simpler and less intense than women—but they are far more frequent and our desires are often insatiable. We seek and experience the awesome pleasure of our bodies frequently. It is nothing to be ashamed of. We are born with the pleasure of our external genitals, so beautifully placed between our legs, and easy to access. All men—straight or gay—know the sacred pleasure of having a penis.  It is our shared experience, and our proof of manhood.

So to sum it up: As long as I’m a MAN, and the fact that I also happen to love men on a deeper level, just makes me care even more about Men. I’m going to end it on this:

Hey, MEN? You with the short hair, big arms and shoulders, hairy legs and the stubble on your face? You’re Amazing! Has anyone told you that lately? You’re smart. You’re fun. And you’re BEAUTIFUL. I love the way you do the things you do! That way you smile, walk, laugh, and that manly way you smell! You can do anything you set your mind to—you’re a MAN! Men are special. Men make the world go ‘round.

Men are great.

Radical Masculist

Wow, has this term ever been uttered before? But there's no other way to describe myself:

I LOVE MEN!

Seriously, in an era where the world is turning its back towards the very heroes that created this world (more on this in upcoming blogs), I have not given up on men.

I borrow this term from the other (shudder) term, used to describe the advocates of the other sex. Like them, I have extreme loyalty and devotion to a specific gender. But there is one BIG difference:

As a Radical Masculist, I will never resort to antagonizing the "other sex", to exalt MEN. You know why? Because I don't need to.

Because Men are already GREAT.

That's what Radical Masculism is. Plain as that. We are exalting the amazing virtues of Men, as they always bore.

Welcome!