Men Crying in Public.
As I watched the early morning news headlines and saw Tom Daley receiving his gold medal at the Tokyo Olympics the inevitable happened. With my piss on a slow simmer, Daley started to publicly blub for the cameras like a homecoming queen on prom night who had been arse drilled by the high school star quarterback in the back of his car.
Such public displays of feminized emasculated men reduced to a blubbering mess of emotional incontinence are now normalised and even celebrated. Traditional masculine norms of being strong, composed and stoic are now old fashioned or dismissed as examples of “toxic masculinity” and ” the patriarchy”.
Its the public bit that gets me really, what folk get up to behind closed doors is non of my business, its the insincerity and narcissism, no doubt helped along by social media. Of course this isn’t all men but you know the sort, liberal left-wing, Labour voting bearded skinny jeans and smashed avocado on toast wankers, the sort who cry over Brexit or Chiggun George or the melting icecaps. Sports stars win or lose it doesn’t matter, actors, political opportunists, Prince Halfwit on anything, let the tears flow!
I have seen my dad cry once in my lifetime when my nan died and that was in private, my grandad always maintained his dignity in public on Remembrance Sunday when thinking about his mates who never came home from the war and would have been of the opinion to kick one of these dickheads in the bollocks for crying over such pointless shite
It almost brings a tear to your eye.
Nominated by: Liberal Liquidator
and supported by: W.C. Boggs
Dainty Tom might have even more to cry about this autumn as they want him for the same sex department of Strictly Come Mincing:
Strictly Come Poncing
The tears will doubtless spoil his makeup and fake tan.
