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A misogynistic essay
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds worth or distance run,
Yours is the Earth and Everything that's in it,
And what is more- you'll be a man, my son
R. Kipling, IF
We need more true mystery in our lives, Hem.
The completely unambitious writer and the really good unpublished poet are the things we lack most of the time. There is, of course the problem of sustenance..
Evan Shipman in the E. Hemingway's
A Movable Feast
You earn your freedom through betrayal of the loved ones
From the Mexican movie
INTRODUCTION
It is extremely difficult and frustrating to be a responsible adult nowadays. It is even more difficult to be a man. Israel Shamir, a prolific Israeli writer once wrote an essay about walking in the park watching the High School girls right after graduation. He wrote openly and teasingly about their spring beauty, about their young knees seen from under the uniforms, their scent of desire and that manly feeling of the hunt many of us had forgotten forever. Then he sarcastically mentioned that such open, fresh feeling you can experience now only in the Third World because in the US, say, the only option for men is to "love the old hacks from the Sex and the City'. But, he continued, even that is not realized and "men in the US are only free to f^ck each other while looking around in fear that someone might see them.' When you read such statements you get very angry at first. But then you remember what Heine wrote in his famous " Germany- a Winter Fairytale'. "When that French sergeant played the dog waltz music to describe the essence of Germany, I got angry but I understood him."
So I understand Israel Shamir. Men have a mojo problem in this world and that problem is maybe the most destructive one because it destroys the very essence of existence. The thrill of pursuit, the feeling of winning, the triumph over others, the satisfaction of the achievement, the co*k-a-doodle-doo of a male, the dignity and honor of the real camaraderie all those things are replaced by surrogates and illusions, co*ktails and resumes. Resume, huh? Can anyone in his right mind could imagine that a man would be judged by some people who do not even know him through a stupid piece of paper? And then if he gets lucky he goes for an interview and some bimbo asks him something like, 'What was your greatest mistake?' No wonder there are so many frustrated men in the Tea- Party. How long can quite desperation last until it explodes?
I have called this article a misogynistic essay because it is. I implore though that women who will read this article consider it as a "Penis Monologue'. The "Vagina Monologue' play was to expose people to the brutal truth of female existence. Fine, it is time to eat your checkers, ladies and stand on equal grounds with men. That means to learn and appreciate those aspects of the man's existence you rarely hear about except for the cases when they come out into the open in the form of destruction. Ladies, your men are desperate. You better listen. There is no respect and equality without self- respect. I respect you, ladies but I keep my self- respect with me. How it is said in one song of my youth, 'We are peaceful people but our armored train is ready on the reserve railway line.'
