Saturday, June 16, 2018
I have no doubt that Father's Day would be completely eliminated if it wasn't for the fact that it's still moderately commercially lucrative.
Buy dear ol' Dad a tie, or a wrench. Or an obligatory greeting card.
Unfortunately, the role of the American male has been radically diminished over the past fifty years - and lately there has been a forcefully zealous campaign to emasculate and feminize men.
Let's face the raw facts: society/culture no longer views men as necessary or desirable components in the cycle of life. The male animal doesn't fit into the politically correct agenda. The general consensus is that men are no longer needed or wanted.
The role of men has been drastically discounted in the media, academia, and entertainment. They are often vilified, ridiculed, dismissed, and.......hated. Especially white, successful, heterosexual American men.
I could give political examples, but I'll politely refrain.
One only has to watch commercials on TV to see how very often white men are presented as odious, bumbling buffoons. You couldn't get away with doing that to a woman or a minority.
I'm not speaking as a male chauvinist or a racist. I'm speaking as a realist.
Terms such as "Single Mother" are glorified and worn as a badge of honor - as if a man was never involved in the preliminary process.
There's certainly nothing wrong with being a single mother, but somewhere along the line sperm was a contributing factor.
The term "stay-at-home dad" doesn't have the power or prestige that "Single Mother" does. It snidely indicates that the man is a weakling and a wimp, submissive to the Alpha Woman.
I'm fully aware that many (and I mean many) men are far from being exemplary role models and many more aren't worthy of being fathers.
I'm merely irked (outraged, really) at the current war against men. And - despite what you might think - that's not an exaggeration. It is definitely a war.
Perhaps.....just perhaps.....society's disdain and discounting of men in general has induced some of them to simply sigh and give up.
I've been ranting and perhaps an apology is in order. But, hell, a lifetime of apologies has gotten me nowhere. I'm entitled to my opinion.
Ironically, this entire post was initially going to be about my own father - who was solely responsible for nearly destroying my life...and who instilled so much hate and self-loathing in me that I very seriously considered murder and suicide.
I never called him "dad" or "father". I just couldn't bring myself to utter the words.
I remember calling him "Dad" a few minutes before he died, and I said "I love you".
This still brings tears to my eyes.