I mean, what's with that??
Granted there are many of us who won't. For the sake of fluid writing let's refer to them as 'They' for the duration of this post.
They are plentiful. They have been the purveyors of the male stereotype for 10-thousand years, give or take a Father's Day.
But, They have a light underbelly; a secret kept hidden even from themselves. That secret is: Us…
They may be like pit bulls, but we are that spot near their hindquarter which makes their paw flap when you scratch it.
When someone offers us a lollypop, we don't think of "suck this" jokes…we think of cavities.
When our shirt is wrinkled, not only do we insist on ironing it (ouselves!) before heading out the door, we pad the Sunbeam with a facecloth so it won't burn the fabric.
Sure, we like ordering pizza, but you know what we really like? Making it from scratch, with quick-rise yeast, and fresh basil, and sun-dried tomatoes, and Bocconcini cheese (which doesn't make us think of testicles).
On our Facebook pages: sure, we like Spartacus and Dexter, but we also like the movie Fame (the original, not the remake), and Saturday Night Fever, and Dances with Wolves….because we cry at the end…those poor Sioux. (Don't believe me?…check out my page here.)
But my real point, which I hinted at in this post about fathers and daddies never being included in page headers, is: it's time to gather as an online community and have a voice. Not as an isolated group of metrosexuals, but a blend of women and men, mothers and fathers, Cro-Magnons and…Me….Us…We. It's not about finding a platform on which we can separate ourselves from others; it's about giving opportunities for contrarians to share points of view.
Dads, join the mommy groups. Moms, join the daddy groups (hang on, I've got to go start one with all my free time).
I'll bet you all a Beaches movie night you'll be surprised at the quantity of common ground. At the very least We can defend ourselves to Them, and They to Us.
Until then, I'll continue to sign up on pages with pink backgrounds and perfume giveaways, and to file my posts under "mommies and babies" because I certainly am more welcome there than at "pregnant and breastfeeding."
And, by the way…we do have nachos and beer during the Super Bowl while watching these behemoths smash into each other…22 men in tights heaped in a pile. Yeah, like We're the ones with the problem.
Gotta go…my weekly recipe just popped into my inbox.
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