These days it's hard being a father AND a Dad. There are so many bloody competing interests and in these recessionary times many fathers and dads are really under the gun. I don't want to start on a bad note but fathers and dads are now getting separated. People are making an artificial distinction between who is a father and who is a dad. The conclusion? Anyone can be a father but it takes a special man to be a dad.
That's so much horse dung and I beg to differ. A father and a Dad I believe share the same value systems, care for their families, love their children, and defend their brood. Of the actual origin of "dad" we have no evidence: but the forms dada, tata, meaning 'father', originating in infantile or childish speech, occur independently in many languages. So to all you philosophizing heads, you moralistic yahoos, and you holier-than-thou who like to separate the two it's just baby talk plain and simple.
I have been reading about the derogatory language hurled at fathers by all kinds of sentimental morons. They call us fathers "sperm donors," "deadbeats" and "absentees" among other names. Funny, I never heard about a "deadbeat mum" or "an egg donor mum." Guess it's the new-age, unjustified drivel and unadulterated nonsense that "all men are dogs." So in order to pull up the other tango dancer the one wearing the dress we have to pull down the other the one that wears the pants.
So Father's Day is seen simply as a boring ho-hum routine, let's-get-it-over and give the old coot a tie or a gift card to Sears to buy a vial of perfume. Or better yet let's get the old boy a pair of zebra-striped socks and a silly singing card playing "How much is that doggy in the window." Want to know something? Genuine fathers will accept these gifts with a smile because it came from you. The giving is what's important not the always poor, thoughtless choice of gifts.