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    5 Manly Things That Are Going Away Forever

    Dudes who complain that "manliness" and "masculinity" are going away are usually douchebags. Typically it's guys complaining that they can't get away with as much sexual harassment and degrading jokes as they could back in the "good old days." So what they seem to be missing isn't a time when "men could be men," but rather a time when men could safely be assholes.

    But they're also not wrong. There are some staples of "manliness" that are absolutely going bye-bye, never to return. I don't know how soon (people who write about future trends are not in fact claiming to be time-traveling wizards), but they are going away. I'm talking about things like ...

    #5. Car Culture

    When I was 16, I had this poster on my wall:



    I actually don't know if it was that exact one, but it heavily featured a Lamborghini Countach and butts. And I don't know if it's readily apparent to people who aren't experts in dissecting symbolic imagery, but that poster subtly suggests a connection between automobiles and sex. So at age 16 I knew only one thing: If you didn't have a car, no woman would ever touch your dick. Where I was from, that was both the age at which you could get a driver's license and the age at which you could legally hold a part-time job. The only reason to get a job was to get your own car, and it sure as hell wasn't so I could help Mom with the grocery shopping.

    And even though there are presumably an equal number of male and female drivers in America, car culture -- the love of cars, and the worshiping of them -- was always about manliness. Race car drivers are male, mechanics are male, and car ads portray females as merely one of the accessories that come with a nice one. I don't know exactly why our means of transportation was always seen as a male-dominated thing (it was the same when we were getting around on horses, right?), but it's so ingrained that we don't even question it.


    But Soon ...

    It would have been unthinkable when I was a teen, but the hot new trend among kids these days is to not bother getting a driver's license at all. Back in my day, around 90 percent of 18-year-olds had a driver's license; now it's down to 70 percent and falling rapidly. There's a bunch of reasons for this, part of which is simply that more people live in cities now, where life is actually more difficult with a flame-painted El Camino than without one. But these are just the early rumblings before the collapse.

    The world has simply changed -- the entry fee for being a cool, sexually active male no longer includes owning a badass muscle car that guzzles gasoline and belches exhaust with a roar that can wake the neighbors. Even if they get a car, they're probably not getting that car. Thanks to global warming, the era of gasoline is simply ending -- more than half of the new cars will be electric or hybrids by 2040, and while there are certainly hybrid cars that are worthy of having bikini-flossed butts draped over the hood ...

    ... the next trend will hit soon after: Cars that drive themselves. The era of driving your own car will be over by 2050. It doesn't matter how much you like driving or how important your Trans Am pussy magnet is to your masculine identity -- there are 1.24 million car accident deaths a year worldwide, and car accidents in the U.S. alone costs us an astounding $300 billion a year. Society is simply sick of bearing those costs when the technology exists to make them go away.

    And at that point, everything that made cars appealing as a form of mechanized penis augmentation -- the power, the sound, the adrenaline rush -- will be gone. And some day in 2063 a kid will sit down and watch an old movie called The Fast and the Furious and he'll either wistfully long for those days when males ran on a mix of testosterone and gasoline, or he'll think it's the most ridiculous, bombastic shit he's ever seen in his life.
    Colonel Vogel : What does the diary tell you that it doesn't tell us?

    Professor Henry Jones : It tells me, that goose-stepping morons like yourself should try *reading* books instead of *burning* them!

  • #2
    I will add one. Shaving.

    Oh men will still run those stylish 5-bladed, plastic so they weigh nothing at all, let's pay 10 bucks a cartridge for this model because it's sleek and fast and it's got the optional headlight attachment, and did I tell you that it's got 5 blades and it's fast? And they'll spray some shit out of a can and slap it around on their ugly mugs and then rocket that razor over their faces lickety-split and be done in 30 seconds. Because that's what the attraction is, convenience and speed. And when they're done, they'll grab a bottle of aftershave that smells like straight up ass but has a cool and rugged sounding name, like "Wolverine Scrotum." Something like that.

    The days of a man actually taking the time to enjoy his shave, with real shaving soap that he uses to create his own lather with a brush, and then shaving himself with a straight razor or a safety razor, and then slapping on a manly aftershave that smells like medicine and burns like the fires of Hell...pretty much all gone.

    Your grandfather didn't need five goddamned blades and he whipped Tojo and the Nazis. One blade. One.

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    • #3
      Wolverine Scrotum is fucking awesome.

      We need more good names like that for asinine products.
      Colonel Vogel : What does the diary tell you that it doesn't tell us?

      Professor Henry Jones : It tells me, that goose-stepping morons like yourself should try *reading* books instead of *burning* them!

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      • #4
        Originally posted by Billy Jingo View Post
        Wolverine Scrotum is fucking awesome.

        We need more good names like that for asinine products.


        Because we're buds, I offer it to you as your next screen name.

        You are welcome.

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        • #5
          Every time I see Michael Jordan cologne on display to the Walmart, I can't help but get a vivid memory of the odor of old locker room. Michael Jordan is a sweaty basketball player and when I see his cologne I have to wonder who wants to smell like a sweaty basketball player. Put your mind's nose in the time machine, and remember that unmistakable odor of locker room from 9th grade.
          The year's at the spring
          And day's at the morn;
          Morning's at seven;
          The hill-side's dew-pearled;
          The lark's on the wing;
          The snail's on the thorn:
          God's in his heaven—
          All's right with the world!

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          • #6
            Originally posted by Hondo View Post
            I will add one. Shaving.

            Oh men will still run those stylish 5-bladed, plastic so they weigh nothing at all, let's pay 10 bucks a cartridge for this model because it's sleek and fast and it's got the optional headlight attachment, and did I tell you that it's got 5 blades and it's fast? And they'll spray some shit out of a can and slap it around on their ugly mugs and then rocket that razor over their faces lickety-split and be done in 30 seconds. Because that's what the attraction is, convenience and speed. And when they're done, they'll grab a bottle of aftershave that smells like straight up ass but has a cool and rugged sounding name, like "Wolverine Scrotum." Something like that.

            The days of a man actually taking the time to enjoy his shave, with real shaving soap that he uses to create his own lather with a brush, and then shaving himself with a straight razor or a safety razor, and then slapping on a manly aftershave that smells like medicine and burns like the fires of Hell...pretty much all gone.

            Your grandfather didn't need five goddamned blades and he whipped Tojo and the Nazis. One blade. One.
            The quotient to a good close smooth shave does not involve all the bullshit stuff perpetrated in the advertizements focused on the males of the US.

            The blade has to be sharp.
            The whiskers have to be softened by heat.
            The blade, has to follow contours and find the 'grain'...
            The 'lubricant' has to be soap.... with water underneath... it has a basis in the science of drag

            Slathering your face and neck with some shit out of a can has no comparison
            Robert Francis O'Rourke, Democrat, White guy, spent ~78 million to defeat, Ted Cruz, Republican immigrant Dark guy …
            and lost …
            But the Republicans are racist.

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            • #7
              It's been ten years since that lonely day I left you
              In the morning rain, smoking gun in hand
              Ten lonely years but how my heart, it still remembers
              Pray for me, momma, I'm a gypsy now

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              • #8
                FWIW, I think this guy is pretty much completely all wet.

                Let's see....


                Is car culture changing? Sure. Car culture is always changing. So is airline culture, internet culture, coffee shop culture, telephone culture, television culture, movie culture, dinner party culture, and pretty much every other niche culture out there. In the late '70s and early '80s, the same sort of prognosticators claimed that the age of the fast car was over with, that everything from then on was going to be a slow econobox. Nowadays, even the "slow econoboxes" are quicker than many of their "powerful" counterparts of the time.

                You're just not going to convince the world to not drive, and not enjoy driving. A big part of that relates to: " Cars that drive themselves. The era of driving your own car will be over by 2050."

                Bullshit. That's not happening on a wide scale any time soon any more than flying cars (which never got off the ground, literally) amphibious cars (a couple of which actually went into production, but that idea didn't float, again literally in some cases). This simply isn't going to be practical technology for quite some time. People are not going to stand for the insane expense of retrofitting every existing car in America with this technology, for starters. They're also not going to be willing to give up their control. Not happening.


                Red meat. Absolutely ridiculous. People, male or female, are not going to give up red meat willingly. No way in hell.


                Football. Maybe. Maybe. I'm not holding my breath for it, though. The game will change. No doubt about that. The game has changed and will continue to change and it is changing at this very moment. But I doubt very seriously that it's going away all together any time soon, if for no other reason that I guarandamntee you that every single contract signed from this draft forward with have an iron-clad indemnity clause ensuring that no one can ever sue the NFL ever again for any injury sustained.


                War heroes. He has a point here. This says as much about the changing nature of war as it does about American society. When most of your country's major military actions can never be discussed ... EVER ... then by nature you're not going to have war heroes, at least not as frequently as before. You can't really throw a parade for people whose lives depend upon never being identified ever again in their lifetimes, celebrating actions that can never be told to the public.


                Bullying. Here, he clearly does not know his ass from a hole in the ground. Bullying has been around forever, and it will be around forever. This guy's claim that it is or ever was somehow "condoned" is abject bullshit. If he had shitty parents and that happened to him, then that sucks for him, but that's simply not reality. He clearly does not have the attention span to bother watching the end of a movie, as the ones he cites as somehow being "proof" that bullying was condoned in the past each clearly show the bully in question "getting his."

                There is, was, and always will be exactly one way to stop bullying: hit them harder than they hit you. Bullies do not respond to peer pressure to stop. Bullies are only more emboldened by someone reporting them to authority figures. They're not afraid of any "anti-bullying" law or rule; if anything, they're emboldened by them because if there's one thing bullies are good at, other than actually bullying people, is working out loopholes that protect them from authority.

                If anyone wants to bring the vast majority of bullying to a halt, then teach kids to fight, and fight hard. Bullies never pick on people if they think that they will get their asses kicked, and they don't do it again once that happens.
                It's been ten years since that lonely day I left you
                In the morning rain, smoking gun in hand
                Ten lonely years but how my heart, it still remembers
                Pray for me, momma, I'm a gypsy now

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                • #9
                  The car thing is almost spot on in my experience. But he missed something and that is working on cars. It used to be a thing when I was a kid. The teenage to twenty something guys I know have zero interest in working on cars for fun.
                  Colonel Vogel : What does the diary tell you that it doesn't tell us?

                  Professor Henry Jones : It tells me, that goose-stepping morons like yourself should try *reading* books instead of *burning* them!

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                  • #10
                    Originally posted by Adam View Post


                    Red meat. Absolutely ridiculous. People, male or female, are not going to give up red meat willingly. No way in hell.
                    Unless I am completely out of touch, this is already happening. Look to literature. When was the last time anyone here ate a goose? I don't think I have ever have, other than perhaps some goose liver paté. When I go to the buffet, if ever there were a pedestrian dining venue, I don't see anyone (male or female) with a plate piled high with meat despite there being several kinds to choose from in addition to an entire ham, roast, and ribs on the buffet. Nope, they load up on various kinds of shrimp and crab.
                    The year's at the spring
                    And day's at the morn;
                    Morning's at seven;
                    The hill-side's dew-pearled;
                    The lark's on the wing;
                    The snail's on the thorn:
                    God's in his heaven—
                    All's right with the world!

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                    • #11
                      I've never had goose. Is that a thing?
                      Colonel Vogel : What does the diary tell you that it doesn't tell us?

                      Professor Henry Jones : It tells me, that goose-stepping morons like yourself should try *reading* books instead of *burning* them!

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                      • #12
                        Originally posted by Novaheart View Post
                        Unless I am completely out of touch, this is already happening. Look to literature. When was the last time anyone here ate a goose? I don't think I have ever have, other than perhaps some goose liver paté. When I go to the buffet, if ever there were a pedestrian dining venue, I don't see anyone (male or female) with a plate piled high with meat despite there being several kinds to choose from in addition to an entire ham, roast, and ribs on the buffet. Nope, they load up on various kinds of shrimp and crab.
                        I think that's a local situation. There are entire restaurant chains dedicated to red meat and little else.
                        "Faith is nothing but a firm assent of the mind : which, if it be regulated, as is our duty, cannot be afforded to anything but upon good reason, and so cannot be opposite to it."
                        -John Locke

                        "It's all been melded together into one giant, authoritarian, leftist scream."
                        -Newman

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                        • #13
                          Originally posted by scott View Post
                          I think that's a local situation. There are entire restaurant chains dedicated to red meat and little else.
                          It may also be that like me, these people dont eat out what they can as easily or better prepare at home. I have family members who delight in steak and talking about steak and i just dont get it. If the choice is between the worlds best steak and decent pizza or general tso chicken then im voting for pizza or general tso.
                          The year's at the spring
                          And day's at the morn;
                          Morning's at seven;
                          The hill-side's dew-pearled;
                          The lark's on the wing;
                          The snail's on the thorn:
                          God's in his heaven—
                          All's right with the world!

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                          • #14
                            Originally posted by Billy Jingo View Post
                            The car thing is almost spot on in my experience. But he missed something and that is working on cars. It used to be a thing when I was a kid. The teenage to twenty something guys I know have zero interest in working on cars for fun.
                            Well, you sort of can't any more. One could completely disassemble and then re-assemble a '74 Chevelle with a 5/8" and 9/16" wrench and a couple of screwdrivers. Even my '85 4Runner could have almost everything it ever needed done to it with a phillips-head and a 10mm and 12mm wrench and sockets.

                            Not any more. The tools required to do even relatively basic work on cars these days are expensive and highly specialized. The price of a lot of them has come down a good bit (one can pick up, say, an OBDII code-reader at a somewhat reasonable price nowadays), but they're still relatively far more expensive than a nice socket set and a nice set of wrenches from Craftsman or Western Auto.
                            It's been ten years since that lonely day I left you
                            In the morning rain, smoking gun in hand
                            Ten lonely years but how my heart, it still remembers
                            Pray for me, momma, I'm a gypsy now

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                            • #15
                              Originally posted by Novaheart View Post
                              Unless I am completely out of touch, this is already happening. Look to literature. When was the last time anyone here ate a goose? I don't think I have ever have, other than perhaps some goose liver paté. When I go to the buffet, if ever there were a pedestrian dining venue, I don't see anyone (male or female) with a plate piled high with meat despite there being several kinds to choose from in addition to an entire ham, roast, and ribs on the buffet. Nope, they load up on various kinds of shrimp and crab.
                              Personally, I haven't eaten goose in several years. Frankly, I don't much care for the taste of goose.

                              My brother, however, cooks a goose every year for Thanksgiving, largely because geese are considerably easier to acquire in Moscow than turkeys are. Goose is still had as a family staple with some regularity in the UK.

                              To the best of my knowledge, geese are not farmed in the U.S., at least not in the same way as chickens or turkeys. That makes a big difference, since far, far fewer people hunt their own food even occasionally, even compared to just 20-30 years ago. In my father's day, and even in my eldest brother's day, it was not really considered uncommon at all for some kid in high school to go hunting after school: dove, duck, sometimes deer, etc. This probably didn't happen too terribly often with kids going to high school in Queens or Santa Monica, but it certainly happened with relative regularity with kids going to high school in Knoxville or Dayton or Missoula.
                              It's been ten years since that lonely day I left you
                              In the morning rain, smoking gun in hand
                              Ten lonely years but how my heart, it still remembers
                              Pray for me, momma, I'm a gypsy now

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