After the last couple of posts, Polimom felt a real need to lighten up a bit.
Since there have been several stories recently about organized fighting (teens in Arlington, TX, and just lately the techno-geek warrior wannabes), I decided to post about this strange propensity to violence that sometimes manifests in the lucky possessors of the Y-chromosome.
My rather confounded view of this strange phenomenon is at the Chronicle:
Boys will be boys?
Boys will be boys?
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Forester –
A dog, eh? Hmmm…… That’s a fun read, thanks for the link. And yup, it simply confirms my base thinking: I just don’t get it. I mean, I hear what you’re saying, it just doesn’t resonate, ya know? (smile…)
If it helps … I don’t get it either. It’s just this strange instinct, a desire to test myself. Motivated by fears of inadequacy, surely. I bet many men can relate to that, at least to some degree.
Thanks for reading my odd little rumination …