Don’t be shallow, part III
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hackthis_archivePursuant to the last two entries, I would like to point out that at no time have I meant to insinuate that one can only be a Man if one wears suits, is in possession of a white-collar job and drives a bloody Volvo.
“Men” are not required to own more than one button-down shirt or have more than three pairs of dress shoes. Men can live in bloody shacks, kill their own food, and wear jeans 365 days of the year (Viggo) or never wear shoes (Peter) and look gorgeous in skirts (you name it). They don’t have to own Brioni or Ferragamo. Messieurs Levi and Taylor work just fine. Saying you must wear a suit to be a Man is like saying you must wear stockings to be a Woman: it’s fucking ludicrous.
Clothing does not make the man; material possessions do not make the man. A man is made up the things he does and the way he carries himself. Men are made up of deeds and actions, and preferably putting the toilet seat down. I have never meant to imply otherwise, and my apologies if anyone thought I had.
*No offense to the Volvo owners out there, either, I know you all have cars of bloody steel. Volvos are like the Cher of cars – completely indestructible, in the good way.
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“Men” are not required to own more than one button-down shirt or have more than three pairs of dress shoes. Men can live in bloody shacks, kill their own food, and wear jeans 365 days of the year (Viggo) or never wear shoes (Peter) and look gorgeous in skirts (you name it). They don’t have to own Brioni or Ferragamo. Messieurs Levi and Taylor work just fine. Saying you must wear a suit to be a Man is like saying you must wear stockings to be a Woman: it’s fucking ludicrous.
Clothing does not make the man; material possessions do not make the man. A man is made up the things he does and the way he carries himself. Men are made up of deeds and actions, and preferably putting the toilet seat down. I have never meant to imply otherwise, and my apologies if anyone thought I had.
*No offense to the Volvo owners out there, either, I know you all have cars of bloody steel. Volvos are like the Cher of cars – completely indestructible, in the good way.
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Date: 2004-01-27 10:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-28 12:06 am (UTC)(For real though, HL is not my fandom, so that 'who' was almost real).
yo, ho, how I hate lj
Date: 2004-01-27 11:42 pm (UTC)What a man is like:
Men like sex and know how to go about having sex without seeming silly or rediculous in the act. They have no problems with bodily functions of their partners or others. Men don't always shave or clean under their nails, but they remember you said you liked swiss cheese the second time you ever met and keep buying you shit with swiss cheese on it until the day one of you dies or you break up. Men drop their food on the floor and still eat it, they might even drop a steak in the sand and try to wash it off in the sink and refuse to complain when it's gritty. A man doesn't really care what sort of hair products he owns, and he will let you buy all of his personal care products based on the smell, because he is too busy thinking about sports betting/his painting/new tires for his car/rugby/going round for a pint with the lads/sex (if a male person cares about his hair products, he's a metrosexual, and he might look like a man some days, and even be able to fix your light fixture, but that's not the man I'm talking about).
Have you seen A Walk On the Moon? Viggo in jeans barefoot.
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Date: 2004-01-27 11:48 pm (UTC)Re: yo, ho, how I hate lj
Date: 2004-01-28 12:11 am (UTC)Re: yo, ho, how I hate lj
Date: 2004-01-28 12:19 am (UTC)Re: yo, ho, how I hate lj
Date: 2004-01-28 12:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-28 02:38 am (UTC)meret118@netscape.net
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Date: 2004-01-28 05:44 am (UTC)I know - I'm questioning one of the basic tenets of womanhood, and will probably be burned in effigy for questioning this, but ...
I never understood this one. When I want the lid up, and it isn't up, I lift it. When I want it down, and it is up, I lower it. Why do women find this so challenging - it's not rocket science. And if I get up in the middle of the night to pee in the dark bathroom (I don't like to turn on the light because - BRIGHT LIGHT), I *sit down* on the toilet - and I manage to tell by touch if the seat is up or down and lower the seat before I sit down if it is needed.
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Date: 2004-01-29 01:34 am (UTC)I'm not planning on burning any effigies today, it's too cold out. IMO, the status of the toilet seat really depends on the home in which it resides. In a female apartment, the seat tends to be down, thus you expect it to find it down at three in the morning when you're scrabbling around in the dark. To find otherwise can cause serious trouble. However, in a male apartment, the seat tends to be up, so *I* tend to expect to find it up at the same three am. To find it otherwise is nice, but not expected.
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Date: 2004-01-29 01:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-30 01:05 am (UTC)So, thanks!
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