[Vision2020] Last of a dying breed

[Ed]

Wow, I can't top that, nor do I have time to try. Course, I never could write fiction or high fantasy... nor am I an English Master or Doctoral graduate. Too bad it's so far from reality; it's actually quite comical........ such a tirade, rife with, hyperbole, embellishment, and innuendo.. and I'm a dry humor fan. I couldn't stop laughing; Joanie, the famous, snake-tongued fiction writer from Moscow strikes again. 

Why are my words and intentions so oft misconstrued? Intentionally I suppose. My honor and integrity speak for itself, however; and I won't give you the satisfaction to dispute each fictitious, libelous, and outrageous allegation. But beneath that ostensibly thick-skinned woman/man, you're an insecure personification of the fallacious description you painted of me..

What I can't understand, though, is why you'd write this phrase and what it implies..., "You'd rather a woman bore your children? Poor woman. Poor children. Poor us."  Are you implying something about my children here? Oh, but I forgot, you, as recently as a day ago, stated you would never talk about someone's wife or children when you went off on Doug. Funny, and all your water carriers leapt to your defense. 

--Eddie, signing off for now

P.S, I'll be benching 295 later..my son is gone and I need a stout, masculine, spotter...you busy, sport?



  ----- Original Message ----- 
  From: Joan Opyr 
  To: Ed 
  Cc: Vision2020 Moscow 
  Sent: Sunday, May 14, 2006 1:05 PM
  Subject: Real men in the real world


  What do I know about real men, Ed? I know that they are neither terrified of nor threatened by women. I know that they are not empty blowhards who lash out at strangers in cyberspace but cower before real people in public. I know that real men are not afraid to display grief or affection because they know the difference between having a rich and full emotional life and what you so revealing term "weakness." I live with a real man; I grew up with real men; I appreciate real men. You're not a real man, Ed. You're not a man at all. You're an overgrown boy. You demonstrate this ten times a day on Vision 2020 (and God knows where else). You offer a pitiful spectacle of arrested development. I don't care how old you are; you have some serious growing up to do. Is it too late for you to enlist in, say, the Eagle Scouts?

  You'd rather a woman bore your children? Poor woman. Poor children. Poor us. You'd rather a man stood alongside you in battle? For heaven's sake, what do you know of battle? My father-in-law did two tours of duty in Vietnam. He fought the NVA in 1967 during the Tet Offensive. Did that make him a real man? No. He was a man before he left, and he was a man when he came back. You won't catch him bragging about what he did in 'Nam. That sort of crap makes him sick -- he says the braggers all sat in the rear on the gear. I can shoot the wings off a fly, Ed, and I'd be willing to bet that I could throw you flat on your back two out of three for a submission. But none of that really matters, does it? You like your world black and white, literally. You don't deal well with complexity. It scares you. It makes you too aware of your shortcomings. Better to stay in the box with the packing peanuts, safe and sound from the unpleasant drops and those nerve-wracking bumps.

  You don't know where I've been or what I've done, Ed. You don't know what any woman on this list has endured, survived, or triumphed over. You don't know how tough we are or how much we appreciate the strong men who grace our lives. I wish I could believe that you had graced some woman's life, or that you might grow enough in the future to make yourself of use to some woman somewhere before you shuffle off this mortal coil. But I feel very cynical about your prospects. Live and learn? You have to live well, and you have to be willing to learn. You've shut your ears to what just over 50% of the population has to teach you. You're going nowhere, Eddie. Nowhere fast.

  Happy Mother's Day.

  Joan Opyr/Auntie Establishment
  www.joanopyr.com

  "More man than you'll ever be; more woman than you'll ever get." 

  On May 14, 2006, at 1:34 AM, Ed wrote:


    Wow!
     
    Joan likes men qua men. What the devil does she know about a real man? And, why do I always seem to get dragged into other people arguments? True as charged though; there is a shortage of real men (more alarmingly, a shortage of Euro-American males). Men are increasingly being cowed by radical feminists—without putting up so mach as a fight. These whacko feminists are masculinizing the women and feminizing the men.  Is a true equal society one in which gender lines are blurred? Hardly.. We are in trouble, folks. Some semblance of traditional order must be restored, one where a difference in sexes and their respective roles are valued, celebrated, and understood. Women shouldn't hold authoritative places within society; they are the weak sex. True as well, men have an obligation to watch out for their female counterparts-- protect and provide for them. Men and women are different, biologically, physiologically, emotionally, etc...and each have equally important roles in society. However, these roles are different. I would rather a woman have my baby; but, then again, I'd prefer a man alongside me in battle. The demasculinization of men, in my opinion, is another reason for our Nation losing the will to protect itself. Men used to be masculine; now they’re sniveling crybabies that get their eyebrows waxed and nails done; they’re metro-sexuals, uber-sexuals, homosexuals, bisexuals, transsexuals, etc… Men cry? What? I haven’t cried in 34 years. It’s a sign of weakness. Point is, men aren’t what they used to be…and this is a detriment to our society.
     
    Speaking of women...oh, but we weren't..., I like real women, not trash mouthed, sailor-talking, machete-tongued, feminazis.
     
    Finally, a Letterman (I’m beginning to abhor that man) monologue joke from the 80’s, I think:
    “A woman’s place is the home…and she should go there after she gets off work.”  Funny, a glib recitation of that very joke got me in hot water at a local university not long ago...
     
     --ECS
     
    P.s. there potentially could be a time and place for a real man to cry…
     

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