Brother, I’m 6’2", 270lbs, have a massive beard; I’m a maintenance man; I’ve built power plants, cut timber, and regularly work on vehicles. I’m not a coward, and I eat beef. I’m a pretty manly man, but I’m right there with ya.
Always felt more comfortable around women than men. I cannot stand the way “men” act and treat one another, and I wouldn’t want to be one if it wasn’t for the fact that I don’t want to change my body.
I’m beginning to learn that everything we’ve always been told should fit inside one box or the other is actually more like a pile of stuff that we get dumped on us when we’re growing up. We don’t fit into boxes and we were never meant to. Life and everything in it is a spectrum.
We’re all a little queer and autistic- but some of us are more ready to accept it than others.
Manly men don’t eat beef. That’s for bawbags cucked by social norms.
Ok thanks I’ll just go fucking kill myself and stop doing everything I like to do (google hyperbole)
It’s clear that you missed the point of my naming all the shit that I do and have done, for they are all societal norms.
The rest aren’t societal norms. Unless you don’t really want a beard.
Just get a beyond burger bro it’s not hard don’t be so dramatic. Or just don’t try and group paying someone to kill a defenceless animal with ‘masculinity’. Masculinity defends the defenceless.
Right, because it’s not classically masculine to work construction and do automotive work. Fool.
Masculinity, lol. This entire post is decrying the definition of masculinity. Talk about being cucked by a concept. I guess you would know, huh?
You conflate societal roles with identity, have misread the ethical challenge, and overreact to a criticism of norms you both claim to embody and reject. We can use other words like weak-willed or fragile if you prefer.
Ok, I’m gonna say this one more time in a different way and if you still don’t get it, then I’m done:
I listed characteristics and events from my life that are typically associated with being masculine in this society in order to point out that, though I meet many of the criteria, I do not always feel masculine; that masculinity (and by extension, all labels) is a social construct which we do not need to feel bad for not fitting neatly into. You have missed the point of my original comment because you became fixated on the fact that I actively partake in eating meat, and now you’re attacking my character due to your own misunderstanding (which is beginning to seem intentional).
Your argument is invalid (to this discussion). If you’d like to argue about whether or not it is ethical to consume meat, I suggest you do so elsewhere.
I will say, however, that I have major qualms about the meat industry. This just isn’t the place for that discussion.
You claim to reject rigid labels like masculinity, yet you still treat them as meaningful enough to center your entire post around. If the point was to show that masculinity is arbitrary, then why reinforce it by measuring yourself against those traits? You’re not just describing your experience, you’re using those traits to justify a sense of identity while insisting identity doesn’t matter.
You accuse me of missing your point, but the pushback wasn’t because you listed masculine-coded traits, it was because you paired meat consumption with manhood and then dismissed criticism of that pairing as irrelevant. You introduced beef as a symbol of masculinity, so the ethical objection is not off-topic; it’s directly responding to your own framing. Rejecting that framing is true masculinity, so maybe that’s why you don’t feel it. Hard to have strength integrity and compassion if you kill yourself because you can’t have a cheeseburger :’(
I blame big business intentionally abusing social media to promote products and capitalism-/fascism-friendly ideologies.
At least it underscores how BS the standards for genders are.
Right there with ya, bud. Ugh
Does it break the egg prime directive to send this to my guy friends that are maybe questioning a bit…???
If you can relate it to your experience, nope!
Oh, no that’s what mean. I’m trans femme, so I don’t really relate. Or maybe it’s that I relate in a sort of opposite way…idk
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