In Praise of Men

After my feminist rant, I thought I would even up the debate - and with a nod in the direction of Kahless's witchy question and the pertinent comment left by Craig I want to talk about my perspective on men.

Men - wonderful, warm, sensuous, solid men.

I like a bad boy - now being a bad boy and being a neanderthal, knuckle dragging 'are you lookin at my bird' type of man are two different things entirely. Bad boys are intelligent, they are wily, they are witty and capable. They may even own a weapon or two, but they epitomise the things I like about men. They dont really give a flying f**k what anybody thinks. The real man is a man who dances, he is a man who sings, he is a man who laughs and loves, he can provide, and is empowered by his own earthiness. He feels.

In the witchy world The Green Man, Cernunnos, Herne, the god, is the male counterpart to the Goddess, he is her consort and her love. The Lord to the Lady. He understands his own sexuality and he is not afraid to use it.

Earthy, lovely, sweaty, hairy men! See I do like them, honest I do.

I like it that men don't get rattled by stuff. I like the way they smell. I like their strength, the shoulders!

And ....They are such less trouble than us girlie's. My son has had tribes of mates over to stay during his youth. Never any trouble. They have been packed into his room like sardines, all testosterone and skin issues, never once had to shush them, never once had to ask them to clean up their stuff, never once had to sort out a drama. My daughter on the other hand had 4 of her friends over for a sleep over this weekend - well! Pandemonium. Various sobbing females on the landing at 4am, one of them was sick, none of them were talking to each other in the morning. Nightmare! Give me adolescent males any day!

Talking of adolescent males - it was the boys at school who made it worth while. The naughty behaviour, the fun, the cheekiness of them. Men are great! Its always the boys that pass the singing books out of the window at school, who stuff each other in the cupboards under the science benches, who fart in class without a care and find it funny. Its the boys that do the funniest things - I love 'em. So so sad that they get all burdened down by responsibility when its the laughing spirit of them that makes us girlie's love them, well me anyway. Whats the point of nagging? its the slow death of any relationship. Men have to breathe, they have to live even if the bathroom needs tiling. Hey sister, go learn how to do it yourself!

There are lots of things to love about men, whether you like having relationships with them, or prefer women, I stand in praise of men ...

The deep voices, the gentle but strong hands, the way they talk to women about real stuff and they talk to each other about crap! (and moan about the fact that this is the case).

Befriend a man, understand a man and you will see his soul.