I was woken up by the baby and can’t manage to fall back asleep. So I started browsing (what on earth did people do before there was this option?) and found a delightful true story about a young man who says that his mental and emotional health were damaged by a picture of a gun with roses coming our of its barrel. It’s fortunate that he is too young to have lived in the heyday of the band called Guns N’ Roses, or the poor creature would have a mental breakdown whenever he heard the band’s name.
I’m all for alternative masculinities but this is taking the image of a sensitive male a bit too far from my liking. At the same time, if you read until the end of the linked piece, you’ll see how easily this sensitive male managed to get a woman to service him emotionally and cluck around him like a stupid hen. There is no masculinity alternative enough to let go of the need to be serviced and pandered to by women.

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