Well, they're at it again (no surprise, it's every day), if you don't know who "they" are then you should read the first "Knockaround Idiots" article. Basically it's some fools who live on the floor above me throwing each other around the room because they think they're making the girls in the building wet or preparing for a contract with the UFC.This time though, I can hear muffled screaming as if one of the guys is pinned down and he's screaming into a pillow. I bet if I wandered into the room with my fitted shirt and general lack of interest in fighting and confrontation they'd probably label me a pussy--don't care. These guys are probably the same kind of guys who'd sooner die than be caught with a "Mike's Hard Pomegranate Punch" in hand, and will never admit they like the movie "Something's Gotta Give" (Jack Nicholson's a beast).
I've probably got friends like this so I'm not trying to hate, look at it this way one of my friends is probably writing an article about how I'm a pussy because I enjoy liquor mixed with pineapple juice and don't like the taste of most beers (unless the moods right and it's a rolling rock or something).
I do believe though that sometimes there is such a thing as trying to be "too macho" or too much of an "alpha male", if you're confident in who you are you should be able to go see "Valentine's Day" with your girlfriend at the theater without wearing a hat, sunglasses, and darting your eyes back and forth wondering if anybody you know is going to see you. People love to label and generalize things though, if you're a guy you're supposed to like sports and hate any movie without explosions, if a black guy jams to death metal the universe is off tilt, and if a white guy enjoys mostly hip-hop and R&B then he thinks he's black. Drop the labels and just take each person for who they are, when you start to think in generalizations and labels you just box people in, and I'm living free as can be (can't box me in).
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