“♪Isn’t it awfully nice to have a penis?♫” – Eric Idle, The Meaning of Life
I remember years ago hearing about a program at Ohio State University (originally from a Newsweek article) to put signs in the urinals on campus that would inform the men reading the signs: “You hold the power to stop rape in your hand.”
I remember back then that I thought the men’s movement was mainly about reconnecting with boyhood and blaming daddy. I do not remember the word “misandry.” I remember being a bit pissed (okay, pun intended) about that little program at that stupid university. Then I got on with the business of living, and forgot all about it. I never stopped to think about all the implications of that terrible statement.
The reason why I didn’t is because I read that news item while living and learning at a university run by a religion that told me that God Himself was not happy about my penis, either. I grew up with actual doctrine surrounding this loveable organ that was reminiscent of, and premised upon, the article found here. Based on rhetoric like that, these were essentially my church’s teachings about dicks:
You must never touch it.
You must never let anyone else touch it, unless it’s your wife.
You must only let her touch it when it is the highest expression of love, and within rather arbitrary limits.
If it is touched in any other manner, God will eventually withdraw His love.
I am not exaggerating. That was how I thought. That was what I was taught, and what I made an effort at teaching to poisoning others with. Gentlemen, it is the same as the feminist-embracing Left. It is misandric.
Feminists make headway with social conservatives when it comes to pornography (male-centered), prostitution (male-centered), and dicks (obviously male-centered – heck, they’re located in the exact center of a man’s front side!). They made headway with me, and I didn’t even realize it. They are, the feminism and the Mormonism, systems of coercion, meaning that they are death-oriented. Apparently, at least one young man has done just that, when the church made him feel bad for enjoying being a man. He was taught the above four rules, and both of us unfortunately translated those rules as follows:
You must never enjoy it.
You must never let anyone else enjoy it, unless it’s your wife.
You must only let her enjoy it when it is the highest expression of love, and within rather arbitrary limits.
If it is enjoyed in any other manner, God, the same loving Father who gave you one, complete with a sex drive, will eventually withdraw His love.
Who could handle a threat like that? You don’t want to love imperfect little me? Then I’ll just take myself out of the game right now. How do you feel about that? Suicide for that young man was, unfortunately, as childish as the teachings with which he suffered so.
Let’s acknowledge a few facts, shall we? The human race has evolved: fact. We are, in general, a hell of a lot smarter than we used to be, and not just because we learn our history lessons well (which we don’t): fact. We can now gain complete control, if we all choose to do so as individuals, over procreation: fact. Men still grow dicks: fact. Therefore, the only reason left in modern times for a man to have a penis is simply to enjoy being a man who has one. Secondarily, it is for physical and other emotional enjoyment (separate from the first reason). Thirdly, for having children if he so chooses. Lastly, for taking a piss, which, like the previous two, is permanently intertwined with the first and only reason left to have it.
Try enjoying your dick when I tell you that you have the power to stop rape and child molestation in your hand. Try just a little harder when I tell you that God is watching, and he’s rather puritanically disgusted. I know that I’ve seen many a porn movie when the “bottom,” whether male or female, has blurted out, “Yeah! Oh baby! Oh! Oh! Unh-do you realize that you have the power to stop rape deep inside me, baby?”
We are almost, almost – in the eyes of those who spout this nonsense – evil, simply by virtue of permitting one to dangle there between our thighs. This does not come from any God. This stems from one of the facts mentioned above: This is an evolutionary concern.
I suspect that volitionally composed groups of humans, long ago, were greatly worried about building future generations to carry on their legacies, and keeping those generations in line with traditions, which we embrace to this day because they give the illusion of continuity, certainty, and immortality. Men, guard your dicks. That’s where we come from. That is still what a great many of us think.
We now live in a world with such rapidly advancing knowledge, tastes, economic stability (for the most part), mobility, and cultural transformations, that keeping this old way of thinking has become quaint. It’s not so quaint to me, anymore. It’s unhealthy and counterproductive. We can control to an amazing degree where and when we will spill seed for procreative purposes. We can even reach deep in the womb to rescue, whether prematurely or to full term, the children our seed creates. We do not need dicks for this. All we need is the ability to manufacture semen, whether inside the body or, perhaps someday, even outside of it, and the ability to transfer that semen into the womb. There are many non-sexual ways to do this, if you care to use your imagination. I don’t.
All that is left is possession of a dingle, and the enjoyment of that ownership. This does not mean go out and have sex. This does not mean you can’t live a life of celibacy if you so desire. Nor does it mean that you don’t have tremendous responsibilities laid upon your manly shoulders when you volitionally spill seed to grow babies. But you will at the very least come into contact with your manhood several times a day in a nonsexual fashion. That’s why urinals should be free from stupid signs about an activity in which you are never going to engage. You should be able to enjoy a good piss in solitude, or side by side quietly with a fellow hanger, without being lectured about how naughty your boys are. Therefore, allow me to give you some new rules, based on the above facts:
You should enjoy being a man with a dick.
You should call it by whatever euphemism or pet name you choose. Refer to the song linked at the top of the article if you need ideas.
You may enjoy it with someone whose body you might also enjoy.
Any God that disapproves of any of the above enjoyment is not a god with whom you should want to spend a friggin’ eternity.
That does not need to be written on a urinal. That should be self-evident. It should also be self-evident that Ohio State’s misandristic experiment is complete bullshit. Any woman who does not love your dick does not love men; any woman who does not love men may very well worship the male form (as some gay men do), but you shouldn’t want a woman who merely worships your body. How does that worship continue when you are wheelchair bound, or become impotent? This is a question to ponder the next time you have to relieve yourself.
A woman’s genitals are rated R; a man’s genitals are, for the most part, rated X. The mere sight of one, in this culture and many others, is considered threatening. We definitely can’t let children see that!
I remember watching Bill Maher talk to Camille Paglia on his old show “Politically Incorrect.” He spoke the truth. He talked about the transformation that a man’s body has to go through in order for sex to take place, and the pressure that a man feels to perform in this manner. Therefore, your genitals are rated X, but your erections are definitely rated XXX.
Misandrist women are afraid of them; a lot of gay men want them disconnected from the rest of the man; a great many men fear their own. Probably a few of my straight brothers have already stopped reading. “Will this stupid fag ever shut up?” I will when my body and manhood get the respect they deserve.
I spent a great deal of time trying to fit in with the virginal straight boys at my college (remarkably free of urinal signs). I tried “going straight” via “reparative” therapy. Luckily, by the time I started this therapy, the church had abandoned revulsion and electroshock treatments for us freaks. I actually learned a lot about my family, and about how I viewed myself in society, through therapy. Unfortunately, the premise of the therapy was wrong, and I ended up wasting a lot of time feeling guilty for “sins” that involved the “naughty bits.”
Life goes on and things change; you can’t stop either one of those processes. (It’s natural law.) As my life went on, and as I removed myself, however reluctantly, from the miniature, virginal, straight society to which I was subjected, I became aware of a much larger world. Moving back to the East Coast awakened a great many new thoughts. Here, people have gotten on with life in a great many different combinations, from a great many other parts of the world. All of a sudden, by doing my own thing, I fit in.
Straight, “virtuous,” married sex is just one option. One of many. It was only a matter of time before I discovered the truth about my church and organized religion in general. To make this as brief as possible, I no longer wish to be straight. You heard me right.
Being gay is no better. It comes with a complete set of stainless steel challenges. But holy cow, do I love it! Far more importantly, I love being a gay guy. If reincarnation is existent, I would hope to come back once more as a gay man. That song at the top of the article is one with which I agree completely. It is awfully nice to have a penis!
My former religion always encouraged learning, but the process had boundaries all around it: “Don’t learn over there! Oh no! Over here. That’s better. Now, don’t go anywhere.” By fully embracing the way I want to be, you would not believe the things I have learned about men. Many of those things probably wouldn’t interest any but the prurient, so I’ll keep them to myself. However, I have seen vulnerability, heard secrets, kept confidences, grown closer, made friends (yeah, friends who will actually help you move), cried with, hugged, laughed with, caressed, loved, hurt with, and genuinely appreciated a great many of my brothers. It’s wonderful, what I’ve learned. I wouldn’t trade in my vast knowledge of manhood for a hundred heavens. Every single man who has taught me more about myself, and the world in which I live, has a dick. Every single one of those puppies is beautiful, including the great many I haven’t seen.
Sure, a man’s body, like fire or water, can be good or it can be horribly destructive. Nobody runs around disparaging fire and water, though. Why? Because we need them. The uses of both far outweigh the occasional havoc they wreak.
I say here and now that the uses and benefits of manhood far outweigh the few scum out there who rape and molest. I also declare quite boldly that although dicks are no longer evolutionarily necessary due to our increasingly superior intellect in the animal kingdom, the benefits of owning a pecker and associating with other owners, whether platonically or not, far outweigh the absence of that manly knowledge.
Feminists and social conservatives, arch enemies in every other way, would regulate manhood back at least a century. They all believe in using coercion. The death that flows from the initiation of coercion as I see it is as follows:
First, coercion kills volition. Consider this coercion against your erection, the first physical sign revealing the desire that has led to the plans you’re making in the sack. Dead.
Next, coercion kills relationships. Fear of legal reprisals now requires young men to use condoms and take the semen with them when they are done, so that unplanned pregnancy does not occur. In my former religion, it can actually get a young man kicked out, and if that young man has invested his entire life in the church – something that is encouraged – the end result can be devastating. A lack of trust with a sex partner is a terrible development. When trust dies, so do relationships.
After that, coercion kills wealth. Your wealth, as I explained in the STR article linked to above, is everything about your life that makes it worth living: your muscle (or lack thereof), your balding scalp, your erections, your schooling, your accomplishments, your scores, your woman, your porn collection, your car, your dog, your house, your memories, your relationships (which are already dying above, with your erections), your pain, your grief, your gout, your bad heart, your impotence, your celibacy, the injustices you suffer, your band of brothers supporting you, your kids, all of it. Wealth is a great deal more than stuff. What might you have learned if you were allowed to pursue the pleasure your dick can provide? You may not care to learn what I have learned, but Good Lord, man, have you any idea what you’re throwing away? When forces from outside prevent you from learning, say goodbye to your wealth.
When coercion goes on long enough, or is terrible enough, it kills you. I would bet just about any amount of money that a few years have been shaved off the ends of the lives of those three young men falsely accused of dick crimes at Duke University.
Your penis, circumcised or not, is just as beneficial to your life full of wealth as your eyes and ears. You hold the power to stop rape in those organs as well. You won’t see any signs put on mirrors or headphones, though. Those two body parts are rated G, and are also possessed by women. Every penis-hating misandrist out there is flat-out wrong. I can assure you I am through listening to them. If I ever chance to accidentally read one of their little men’s room reminders, my rated G ears will hear the sound of my own laughter followed by piss hitting a plastic-coated sign.
Tags: B.R. Merrick, False Accusations, Fathers, Feminism, Feminists, Gay, Marriage, Masculinity, Men, Men's Issues, Men's Rights, Psychology, Rape, Rape Culture, Sex, sexual orientation, Suicide, Women
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aimeemcgee:
robertcrayle:
Will this stupid fag ever shut up?
Great article, though.
Snark’s snark is snarky.
Ah yes, a man’s cock and balls. A lightning rod for everything low and base, the pinnacle of evil, the very orb and scepter of misogyny.
On a more serious note:
Amen.
Was wondering where you went B.R. Glad you’re back!
@ TL
“A lightniing rod for everything low and base……”
Makes women a pretty damn good living, though.
But, I guess that’s low and base.
Very good article. I like the way he makes the point that part of what makes us a man IS our penis without it necessarily being a sex organ. It’s a part of a man’s body.
There is a vast array of these sign in the Cadillac Michigan Civic Center mens room.
1 for rape,1 for domestic violence,ect.
I found them very offensive and desired to destroy/deface said signs.
It must been expected,because I saw a security male entering and exiting said mens room continually.
There I was taking a piss with that shameful evil penis right in my hand.God only knows who it could have attacked if I had not kept it zippered in.
The moral thing to do would have been to find a way to destroy those posters.(possible jail for vandalism,defacing community property.)
How the F did things ever get this far? This shit has to stop.Now.
Thanks, Theodore!
I don’t suppose there’s any way to boycott that place? That’s awful.
Sad thing is, that it won’t stop…..It’s only going to worse.
get worse…..Sorry
Maybe so, HeavyWeather, but we’ve got this marvelous little invention called “the Internet,” and a lot of fed-up guys.
When Al Gore invented the Internet, he never dreamed it would save humanity.
My Ma and Pa both were infected by this dehumanizing conditioning too, well before the advent of Rockefeller-funded political feminism, and passed it on to me, as well as my sisters.
When as a small kid I was once “caught” and then shamed for inspecting my most fascinating anatomical part, one which my sisters inexplicably lacked, I remember how sickened, confused, and afraid I felt afterward. The word they used when referring to the offending organ was “worm.”
Years later I emerged from adolescence with a powerful notion hovering just beyond verbal awareness that boys were somehow hopelessly base by dint of their very nature, somehow more primitive or less evolved than girls. It was, of course, a woman’s condescending duty now and then to pander to a man’s organic needs, but only to help him quell the fires of his potentially errant and uncontrollable animal instincts and rarely, maybe two or three time during the course of marriage, to extract his seed in order to propagate the race. And even this second purpose was being called into question during the early 60′s as fears of overpopulation, rightly or wrongly, were being pandered by feminists and environmentalists.
During those troublesome times, I fretted about the salvation of my soul. I remember wondering what in hell I was supposed, within social and religious bounds, to do with all this increasingly persistent energy infusing my molecules, but being too afraid to pose this urgent question to anyone else, other than a few of my peers who were as clueless as I was. I had long since learned not to trust parents or teachers, as they almost always, sooner or later, would betray a child’s confidence.
My recovery from this insanity, along with my psycho-spiritual awakening in general, has been decades-long and continues today, enabled by two of my more life-saving blessings (which at times are also my social bane): a strong critical bent and a hefty measure of sheer doggedness.
Anyway, BR, thanks for an inspirational article.
Holy cow, Andrew. Thanks for an inspirational comment! That right there was worth every calorie burned writing this article.
I have always thought that we are harassed from birth into believing our cocks are not really ours, not part of the body, and are dirty.
We are instructed and shamed into “For the correct use of only” by female instruction and self interest, into so many strict rules to be enforced by treacherous and uncaring men.
Don’t call your cock “it”, call him Him! Humanize him – for yourself.
Get her cunt off your plate!
Tampon adverts, female hygiene products, feminine itching, shoved down our throats. – “Away with it!”
He’s you, – he’s not an “It”, and he belongs to you, for you, and no one else. Your testes are you too. They need protecting and respecting.
She carries nothing that delicate. Unless pregnant.
I hope there comes a time that a kick in the balls is treated as seriously as a kick in a pregnant woman’s belly. And is treated with appropriate horror, instead of hateful mirth.
– If your cock is showing she will call the police, If her gash is showing, you are still the pervert, and she will still call the police.
Female circumcision is an abomination, But male circumcision is ok, – Bullshit!
Men should matter more to you – you are one!
Remember it!
Most men here are younger, or much younger than me. I’d like to tell you guys how it is as you get older when there are more of them than us. Being unmarried, of course. Perhaps it’s something to look forward to. And I hope some women are reading this.
The less of something the greater the value. And I firmly believe Marc Rudov in that women are more sexual than men. We are just conditioned to believe it to be the other way around so they can use us, because they “tolerate our wanting to get laid all the time”.
I have a divorced neighbor who is always talking about sex. She actually looks in my window (kid you not). She has told me, “I want to feel you inside of me” among many other similar things. She is older than me but she has the figure of a 35 year old woman. But, her selfishness turns me off. None for her. Sorry.
I have a sort of girlfriend who wants it all the time. She appreciates it and shows it. And, believe it or not, she is a good unselfish woman. I get this kind of attention quit a bit and do NOTHING for it. Only be a man with a penis. Right now, I can probably have as many sex partners as I handle. Some try to play that hard to get bit, but they quickly become history.
I don’t say all this because I think there is something special about me. As I said, there are more of them and they don’t have a bunch of guys kissing their asses to get a little anymore. And now they go horny and are wanting. Poor them. Some finally realize that there is something special (to them) about a man.
You have more value than they wouldl have you believe. They will destroy your self worth only if you let them.
My cock is called Habib. My balls are Donner and Kebab.
That felt good.
@Mickey T that was fucking Priceless.. Let the old cows Rot in their graves I AM A MALE and I WOULDN’T HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY
@SIR Roderick Yes I understand what you meen THIS TAMPON AD THAT TAMPON AD THE WADDERS (MOTUS PADS) I am sick of HEARING IT ALSO AND TO MAKE IT WORSE MY SISTER GOES ON AND ON AND ON ABOUT HER “BLEEDING” AND “PERIODS” FOR FUCK SAKE I DON’T WAN’T TO KNOW ABOUT THAT!! THAT SHIT MAKES ME WANNA PUKE!! FUCKING STUPID BITCH AND MY MOTHER GOES ON ABOUT IT BEING NORMAL, NOT WHEN IT’S STUFFED DOWN SOME-ONES NECK ALL THE FUCKING TIME!!! STUPID BITCHES
Tell your boys I said “Hi,” Alphabeta.
@ Peter
Thanks, but, not that it’s any of my business, you sound as if you might want to try to calm yourself a bit. You wouldn”t wan’t to miss any of the old cows rotting in your age group.
BTW, a female neighbor friend of that old selfish gal told me that I should spend a little time in front of my window to give the old gal, and I quote, “a thrill”.
I have some other good ones, but I wouldn’t want any of the guys here to puke on my account.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CcP8sVjZ5qg
Isn’t it awfully nice to have a penis?
Isn’t it frightfully good to have a dong?
It’s swell to have a stiffy,
It’s divine to own a dick.
From the tiniest little tadger
To the world’s biggest prick!
So three cheers for your willy or John Thomas.
Hooray for your one-eyed trousers snake.
Your piece of pork, your wife’s best friend,
Your Percy or your cock.
You can wrap it up in ribbons,
You can slip it in your sock.
Just don’t take it out in public,
Or they will put you in the dock
…And you won’t
come
back.
You really touched on a lot of hot topics about traditional US mores, especially those of the conservatives.
Lot’s to think about here, boy!
Please keep writing!
@Roderick
And what about that putrid femine odor shoved up our noses. Now, that’s an IT. I’ve experienced some that should be illegal. I had to carry a can of Raid in my car when I was single.
When I was in my 30s, I had this one girl who about cleared out the room (sort of a Platos Retreat 2). She was peaking. I mentioned it to her after tolerating it too many times. I thought I was being tactful, but, not according to her reaction. She got very pissed off and called me names. I don’t remember if she cleaned up or not.
And there is no damn excuse for it. It’s just plain inconsiderate. Don’t they think that might affect a guys performance? They have no reservations in bitching about male performance. If you want performance, try to make it a little more inviting, girls.
We take a lot of ridicule about our genitalia, we need a break.
Thanks Mickey T. I remember hearing about Rudov several years ago and he was on the Leykis program once.
It’s time for “Ask the Dick Expert”
I protest that our genitalia is being unfairly treated in the media. “ED”, that’s the problem.
I can’t see anything “disfunctional” about a man, as he ages and testoserone levels drop, not having erections as when he was younger. Couple that with current female behavior, it’s no wonder he needs artificial stimulants.
Is a man disfunctional because he is not pleasing the girls as they would like? If he is not pleasing the girls, he must certainly be inadaquate. Right? I believe those products are geared to mostly benefit women ( I know some women who agree with me). And we get the bad rap.
What about it, Dick Expert? Are we taking a bum rap on this?
Who’s the dick expert? Me? Sorry, but most of your question has to do with women. Can’t help you much there. Is someone else a dick expert?
Penis Monologue? Cock! Cock! Cock!
I love how you share the blame with all of society for dick misandry and have no fear of proclaiming your love of men.
Well, it’s fairly easy to have no fear on the Internet. That, coupled with the great many respectful commenters who engage here. Can’t very well walk into my gym and proclaim, “Isn’t it awfully nice to have a penis?”
kudos. witty presentation of a really disheartening subject. never knew the extent of how derogatively objectified and demonized the male anatomy was. I just sent my boyfriend the following ecard in solidarity with the theme of this article…
http://www.someecards.com/flirting-cards/if-there-was-a-zagat-guide-for
Paige, you sweet, beautiful creature! Big ol’ kiss for you!
More unfair negativity thrown at a man’s genitals.
It’s plastered all over TV (saw it 3 times tonight so far) so even children can see it. Boys are growing up believing they have a defective penis. Girls can only think the same. Only they can be pretty cruel to the boys about it.
The guy in the commercial is made to look like some sort of sad-sack jerk because his penis is not up to par. Not working properly.
It’s just a natural thing that happens with age. of course. Not something which is malfunctioning. Would we call a condition where women get dry as they age VD? When a man looses hair as he gets older, should we call it HD? Would we call facial wrinkles FD? On and on.
It’s a field day for everything negative and ridiculous regarding a man’s penis. Ther are no limits.
WHAT JUNK!!!
Can’t stand those commercials.
Was talking to the mrs the other day, she is about 17 weeks along with our first child, she was telling me on how woman can orgasm not only during birth but also wile breast feeding and that is perfectly acceptable.
I did point out to her that if a guy orgasmed in anyway connected with children he would be branded a pedophile. Not that I can think of any situation where I would want to but it is interesting to see how ingrained the bias is.
Not only if we do it, it’s sick and perverted, and when they do it, it’s celebrated, but, they are to be given sympathy and extra considerations for the pain and sacrifice they endure.
Public breast feeding? What about the benefits of exhibitionism? Some get off on just that.
I wouldn’t be surprisedf they figure their kid is hungry when they need a little satisfaction (talk about sick). Don’t they use their kids for money etc.? Sorry, I’m so skeptical (comes with experience), but I believe most women will use ANYBODY for ANYTHING that they desire.
Have you ever seen somebody have it so good when they’re having it bad?
Only women!
One thing I’ve noticed is that there seems to be an increase in full-frontal male nudity in mainstream movies. This wouldn’t matter a whole lot to me except that it is completely unnecessary- think “Forgetting Sarah Marshall.” I’ve mentioned this to some female friends who then respond by saying that for years, women have been displayed in such ways in magazines, movies, etc… In other words, turnabout is fair play.
This is bullshit. Full-frontal male nudity is much more explicit than its female counterpart. In order to achieve the same level of explicitness, a woman would have to spread her legs and splay her labia, displaying her clitoris. As far as I know, this only happens in X-rated material. My whole point here is that showing a guy totally naked is different than showing a totally naked woman. With a woman, all you see is bush (or bare skin, depending on her grooming habits). With a man, everything is exposed and vulnerable. Of course, this is the REAL reason that many women dig gratuitous male nudity- it makes a man feel vulnerable.
In my purview, full-frontal male nudity SHOULD be X-rated, or Hollywood actresses better start spreading it for the camera.
Good piece, B.R..
I appreciate your comment, Dusty, and you bring up some fair points, but the following is definitely not X-rated, in my view:
[img]http://avoiceformen.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/david.JPG[/img]
I understand there’s a difference between a sculpted nude male and a filmed nude male, but under the correct circumstances, there is nothing necessarily even R-rated about filmed male frontal nudity.
@B.R.,
Agreed. It’s all a matter of context.
The really tragic thing about this – is that it is not what real Christianity teaches. Anyone who has REALLY studied Acts, Corinthians, and Timothy, along with having a firm understanding of the history, social and cultural influences of that time knows this. Unfortunately, in todays world people with that knowledge are very rare. The established distortions of “The Way” as it was known then, rule the public and private perceptions of Christianity.
The real original fist century church did celebrate marriage, and fidelity. But it also celebrated masculinity, femininity, sex, and the human body as a beautiful and shameless thing.
I was incredibly lucky to find a pastor who also had degrees biblical studies and in ancient history. He dispelled the myths we had learned and showed us how our understanding of the Bible was distorted by our attempts to apply our current cultures and ideas on it. He vocally encouraged men to be real men and to embrace that. He shamed women publicly who were derogative towards masculine things and did the same to men who treated women disrespectfully. He also taught us to embrace and celebrate our differences.
I credit him with giving me what I needed to resolve my religious and natural components into something harmonious and overwhelmingly MANLY.
At least the site didn’t call it a “demon rod” filled with “toxic glue” like some medieval priests and popes did. It was incredibly short sighted and restrictive though