The Hetero, Non Metro, Non Retro Man’s Man Manifesto

retrosexual (ret.roh.SEK.shoo.ul) n. A man with an undeveloped aesthetic sense who spends as little time and money as possible on his appearance and lifestyle.
metrosexual (met.roh.SEK.shoo.ul) n. An urban male with a strong aesthetic sense who spends a great deal of time and money on his appearance and lifestyle.
All of the definitions. The variations. I’m sick of all of it I’ve been called a metrosexual but I refuse the title. I also refuse the title of retrosexual cause, hell why can’t I just be a man. So here is the manifesto. I won’t make a classification for this. A real man doesn’t fit into a box unless you call him good.
I being of sound mind and body do declare that I am a man. As such I work and earn money to provide for myself and my family(if I have one). I own clothes that I can do physical work in and I own clothes I could wear in an office. I lift furniture and carry things. I may not know how to assemble a car or build a house but, I can fix things and I do own some tools. I don’t get manicures, not cause I think it’s sissy but, I might have to do some type of work that would render it useless so I don’t bother. I clip my nails cause you can’t give strong dap when your nails are long. I can cook but, I won’t be the only person in the house cooking things. I don’t cry whenever I feel sad, as a man I have to show strength so that other men won’t try to get over on me. I know that I must be ready to fight. I can think it’s barbaric or childish, but I won’t get my ass whooped without putting up a strong effort. I am a gentleman, as such I understand that gratitude is the price of chivalry so those who brush off my efforts are not eligible to receive them. I can build a fire and use microsoft office. I have feelings and they run deep but, I do not let them rule me. I know that my feelings won’t matter as much as my responsibilities so that’s what I focus on. I know what quality is: in women, clothes, drinks and more. I know that a particular name doesn’t equate quality but, some names have proved theirs over time. I understand that everything I do is with the ultimate goal of making life better for my future generations so they come first. I can handle my drinks and if I can’t I know whatever I do is my fault. I don’t chase women cause they aren’t inclined to run away from me. I don’t follow fads cause the essence of me can’t be captured in one moment and certainly not by a trend. I know how to love and make love to a woman but, I also understand what she should do for me. I do not have to be flashy cause I know the people who I need to connect with can see my virtue, besides I don’t need to advertise cause I’m not for sale. I can and will dance just not to everything. I avoid violence but, I will hit someone first under the right circumstances. I try to do the right thing. I don’t need to just watch movies with explosions and gunfire. I will not watch movies I label as “marketed to women” unless it’s for research purposes. I don’t need to be overly aggressive. I don’t have to make threats. I curse, just not every other word. I can give women my opinion on clothes and shoes up to a certain point. We don’t have as many choices ladies so we don’t have as many options, plus after 7 pairs how can I really stay interested? I am not obligated to have an opinion about a purse. Only men with man bags should have an opinion about a purse. I do not carry a man-bag. Taking off my hat inside is a personal choice. Having a lotion or soap with Vitamin E or Aloe is not a big deal. I wear scents but, my dresser doesn’t look like a beauty section in a department store. I know one of the great joys is sitting in my boxers with a cup of coffee and watching Sportscenter. I should not be asked stupid questions when watching football. I can and will turn down sex when I choose. The big head thinks for the little head…the little head can make suggestions though. I don’t gossip. I can hold a conversation on politics, art, culture, which linebacker is the greatest and which female pop-star could get it. I am not a sugar daddy. I’d rather talk in person than on the phone. I know that if I am married and I do manual labor my wife should cook something for me - for no other reason than no one should do sweaty, hard labor and not get fed..even inmates on the chain gang don’t have to cook for themsleves. I know that a cop, a mayor or a president are only people and are not to be obeyed without question.
To be continued…
Any suggestions?
I love this line: “I don’t chase women cause they aren’t inclined to run away from me.”
Wonderful post A!
Comment by jali — September 13, 2006 @ 1:31 pm
this was a frigging home run. I gotta link to this one ASAP
Comment by the_dallas — September 13, 2006 @ 3:45 pm
preach on brother. this is excellent
Comment by jdid — September 13, 2006 @ 9:43 pm
*raises an eyebrow*
Comment by Nikki — September 14, 2006 @ 3:00 pm
your post is fascinating. There is so much there between the lines.
ie I will not watch movies I label as “marketed to women” unless it’s for research purposes.
But then, maybe there is no hidden meaning.
BTW there’s a new movie coming out with that Napoleon Dynamite kid in it–seems like it’s somewhat along the same lines, almost. We shall see.
Comment by God's Child — September 14, 2006 @ 3:13 pm
When you put the smack down young Lion, you put that shit down! Remember when Will Smith said to Martin Lawrence in the first Bad Boys: “See that? From now on, that’s how I want you to drive!!” - that’s how you repped this piece man.
I do classify myself as a: Heterosexual Paranormal, An ebony cybernetic organism, with my dawg Gary who was my brother from another mother, a Bionic iconic long on the thinking process but short on the acceptance of casual bullshittery.. and I say that word as it is tm’ed by my homey Blaize. I am CAGE.. I am all and all is me! Nicely done Amadeo!
Comment by Luke Cage — September 14, 2006 @ 3:30 pm
i got the big head and little head confused. your head doesn’t look all that large in the photo…
Comment by nikki — September 14, 2006 @ 4:04 pm
First time here!
I enjoyed this post most definitely!!
Comment by Ms. Confessions — September 14, 2006 @ 4:28 pm
This is the stuff that those damned email fwds SHOULD be made of. SO on point.
PS…I was at White Marsh Mall yesterday and I was so annoyed at all the couples in there. The dudes with long azz faces, and the chicks with actual expectations for said long faced dudes. Why are you asking your man… who is currently wearing a dirty, wrinkled, faded Hooters tee, and tapered ripped jeans, and tattered New Balance…which jeans you should buy? I never got the whole ‘let’s go shopping’ thing. Yall just get in the way. lol
Comment by So...Wise — September 17, 2006 @ 2:51 pm
Ain’t nothin left to say…
Comment by Gina — September 18, 2006 @ 10:16 am
Excellent post. I like you already.
Comment by 1969 — September 18, 2006 @ 4:00 pm
Well done.
Comment by LM — September 18, 2006 @ 5:59 pm