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Monday, March 14, 2011

Last Week, and my first "like" @ men

I've been gone, it seems, for about a week. My bad. In all honesty I totally forgot about this blog until a funny soul commented to me a bit of "When Harry Met Sally".

I realize my blogs seem..well..angry? full of rage? sarcastic? bitchy? well they are because I am; but not all the time! cross my heart. I guess my blogs are that way because my topic makes me feel that way. hence the need to blog. anyway, I felt the need to say I'm a pretty happy person in general, this blog just won't make it seem that way...and I do quite enjoy When Harry Met Sally.

Back to men; i have no comment at this time. my spring break was ultimately man-less, as I went home with a friend. Her father and brother were there, but I really didn't see much of them. However, I had forgotten how ridiculous 16 year old boys were ;) so silly. It was a fun time, and the kid was a person. He had posters of half naked ladies, but I have posters of half naked men (or I did in high school anyway. in my locker. called it my wall of men.) so I can't fault him there.

Didn't see the father enough to try to see him as a person.

However, last night, while talking to my father (yes I actually have a pretty good relationship with my father. shocker I know.) i was thinking about how men always seem to put a time frame on their life. Its usually based on how long their father lived. They say things like, "well I probably won't make it past 72. Dad only made it to 68, and I'm not much healthier than he was".

They don't always say it out loud, but I know theyre thinking it. Why is this? And then I was thinking about how every generation gets a little older and projects their death a little later (medical advances and all that), and I thought of the inner city kids in gangs. They often say a similar thing, but it involved them dying by 20, or something sad like that. The males in their life (father, brother, uncle, fellow gang members) may have died at a similar age. I know that other things like violence and bravery and respect all play into expecting an early death, but I cant help but notice the correlation.

Then I thought, why dont women do this? The only answer I could come up with was, in general, men tend to be the providers. If not the providers, they at least tend to feel responsible for the well being of their family. Young men in inner cities often feel this way too, as they may be the oldest man at their home. Planning for the future is natural. Planning for their families, and worrying about them after they are gone is too.

I like that men show they care in this subtle way.

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