I wish that I could take credit for having dredged this beauty out of the right-wing swamp, but it’s recently been passed around the internet, like a bizarro Samidzat, as a contender for the title of nuttiest right wing blog post of our time. It’s called "The Pussification of the Western Male," and it’s written, as it pretty much had to be, by a man named Kim. He writes:
We have become a nation of women.
It wasn’t always this way, of course. There was a time when men put their signatures to a document, knowing full well that this single act would result in their execution if captured, and in the forfeiture of their property to the State. Their wives and children would be turned out by the soldiers, and their farms and businesses most probably given to someone who didn’t sign the document.
There was a time when men went to their certain death, with expressions like “You all can go to hell. I’m going to Texas.” (Davy Crockett, to the House of Representatives, before going to the Alamo.)
There was a time when men went to war, sometimes against their own families, so that other men could be free. And there was a time when men went to war because we recognized evil when we saw it, and knew that it had to be stamped out.
There was even a time when a President of the United States threatened to punch a man in the face and kick him in the balls, because the man had the temerity to say bad things about the President’s daughter’s singing.
We’re not like that anymore.
And it gets worse from there.
du Toit, who describes himself as "an erudite, conservative intellectual gun-owner who sometimes gets pissed off" is about as good an example as one’s likely to find of how politics can be the continuation of boyhood by other means. His blog is all sports cars, airplances, pin-ups, guns, fear of/hostility toward/paternalistic condescension to women. The guy even posts a picture of the results of the accuracy portion of his most recent Concealed Handgun License test — with a whole lot of bullet holes in the chest of the target.
His wife has a blog too, and, like her husband, she sounds like an intellectually precocious but emotionally under-developed 15-year-old. The kind of person who, for instance, takes these books on her trip to Europe:
Emile Zola, Raquin
The Scarlet Pimpernel, Orczy
Doctor Faustus, Mann
The Brothers Karamazov, Dostoevsky
and will, no doubt, sit around with her husband and talk about the decline of western civilization in between sips of Karamazov.
They also, interestingly, sound like decent, loving parents.
