Wow, there ARE kindred spirits out there. I have three daughters, and for about two decades I have at various times been called upon to read bedtime stories. Try looking over the "Berenstain Bears" popular childrens books. The dad is always a big boob, who's stupidity has to be corralled by the mother. I refused to read them long ago. I tell my girls about real men, and how to find them. I tell them that they are not easily house broken. I tell them that they might grow a beard, and it might look like shizz. I tell them that they sweat, they get dirty, and they get riled when manipulated, they have big dogs that are messy. I tell them that a real woman loves/honors/respects that and will not try and change that, and the pay-off is loyalty, love, and true happiness. I threw off the yoke of a tyrant once and it was the best day of my life. I was in check for so long because of the fear of the social/economic cost. At some point it's "damn the torpedos, boys". I refuse to be pussified.
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