With all due respect Paulclem and I hope you do not mind me saying this
I think you have given machismo a talk which in my books does not have one.
Machismo is a bit like cacaphony only it is screechy a bit like a manual radio when you are trying to find a station. That screechy noise in middle that is in between those stations is what I would call machismo.
Machismo a mental state and to remove it you will need a prism like a magnut that attaches itself to another and you get some kind of rapture, I call it raption, which then gets rid of it.
That is the only way.
Last edited by cacian; 08-02-2012 at 03:23 PM.
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
I'm not sure what you mean Cacian. My view of Machismo is like this:
Machismo, or machoism, is a word of Spanish and Portuguese origin that describes prominently exhibited or excessive masculinity
from this link:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Machismo
Do you take issue with this?
I can assure you I'm not a macho type, though I've met plenty and had a chance to evaluate them a bit.
I don't know if I'm like your two good selves, though I think we'd all get on. I come from a working class environment, but I think that helps me to get on with people.
I once worked as a hod carrier in Birmingham, and I took the time at break to read The Golden Notebook by Doris Lessing - which is a situation I found highly amusing. None of the other blokes even mentioned it. I'm not sure they even noticed. A poet I once knew asked me what their reactions were when I told him about it and he was a little incredulous that this seemingly incongruous situation passed without comment or conflict. I did like that apparent incongruity.
This is an interesting interpretation.
Machismo here is being described as an external feature looks and attitude.
I see machismo as internal issue a mental state.
Machismo is I explained before is an inferiority complex a bit or exactly like oedipus complex.
It is engrained which leads one to act and behave in brash and backward way in order to get to the person they see as a threat and then get to themsleves. That is the point.
Their lack of their own understanding or their lack of idendity with others around them makes them behave in a manner that is more often loud and violent.
It is a bit like hitting one's head agaisnt the wall one thinks that if ones hits it externally ones gets to eventually assimilate internally.
The same with a macho they think if they raise their voice or intimidate they may get closer to registering who they are.
It is not the person they are getting at it is to themselves they are trying to get to.
In other words they have no sense of belonging.
It is a bit tricky to explain sorry.
Last edited by cacian; 08-02-2012 at 03:51 PM.
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
I'm always gonna take these guys feelings seriously.....boo hoo!
Before sunlight can shine through a window, the blinds must be raised - American Proverb
We Westerners do not respect machismo anymore because we play video games instead of sports and we have high tech weapons systems which can blow a country to smithereens without risking many of our own lives. If we still lived in a time when to go on a mission overseas required immense man-power it would be different. Machismo is still somewhat alive in certain areas and communities, but overall we have many of us been thoroughly emasculated.
Haha. Same here. I get people talking heinous allegations and smack all the time on the internet and behind my back but they never show up to my house. People realize they're dealing with a real man and they cower, the lies and rumors go underground, way underground. I doubt you were even referring to this, but that's what your statement made me think.
You don't give yourself enough credit. Give you some heavy weapons training, or stick you on some submarine analyzing data, using remote controls to drop bombs from a predator drone and who knows what kinds of hoots and hollers might emerge from you.
Last edited by Darcy88; 08-04-2012 at 08:42 PM.
How interesting. What does the idea of a 'real man' mean to you?Originally Posted by Darcy88
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I can’t speak for Darcy, but to El Sancho it means a dick and two balls are attached. Exceptions to this rule are made if there has been trauma - Jake Barnes, for example.
Uhhhh...
Someone who won't be bullied. I will take petty insults usually, but sometimes people go behind my back saying heinous things and it gets back to me and I think of suing for slander. The word got out that I will sue for slander and now people have chilled out and I have stopped hearing these rumours.
A real man is a non-pushover. I don't get beastly or anything, even though I train fighting hours every day. I just let it be known that I will not tolerate spurious attacks against my name. Some people will tolerate them. Some people are too afraid to stand up for themselves. I don't mean to insult such people. I feel sorry for them and as someone confident enough in my own abilities I try as often as I can to come to such peoples' defence.
I am constantly torn between devoting my time and ambition to art or to causes. I constantly feel an intense desire to help people and I think I could better help working in a soup kitchen or doing marketing for a charity than I could as a novelist or martial artist or musician.
Once I get my health issues sorted out I will be forced to choose. I can maintain a balance, but I need to decide how I am going to spend the hours between 9 and 5. I can eek out a living as a starving artist or I can eek out an existence as a volunteer.
Bleh, more gender threads. Why do you folks put so much of the stalk of your identity on gender? Isn't there anything more to you than what's between your legs? Are you not capable of thought outside of your biological classification? Dull, dull, dull. Hackneyed and dull.
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