I’m not ashamed to be one. And I’m not ashamed to reflect on what this means for me, and for my son, nor on what I want from life. And it doesn’t make me an ‘MRA’ or a ‘misogynist’ to refuse to disown my manhood, or to use words like ‘manhood’ in the first place.
Women have the red tent and the sisterhood. Great!
It’s time men come back to the vision quest and the brotherhood that have been taken from us by a society that has lost its men. It’s not scary if these things exist. It’s necessary.
It’s fucking necessary.
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And for those that wince at a post like this, or even the use of the word ‘man’ at all: QED.
Q. E. D.