Editor: If you have been around Twitter lately, you know some accounts have declared it open season on men. Our friend, Sue Brooks (@suz_b31) had something to say about that and we were happy to give her a place to say it.
It has come to my attention recently that men are bad. You've seen it, television and social media are filled with examples of the wrongness of the male of our species: sexist, privileged, entitled, arrogant childish--you name it, men have been accused.
While surely there are men who are all these things and worse--humans by nature are imperfect beings--I want to take a few moments to celebrate the things that make men great...or average.
Which is good.
Men are responsible for some of the world's great beauty. Music, poetry, paintings, plays that make us laugh, cry, and touch our soul. Buildings that make us stare in wonder at their grandness, designed by men of vision and built by men who were rough and strong and unafraid of hard labor. To Mozart and Beethoven, Monet, Shakespeare, Frank Lloyd Wright and The Daredevil Sky Boys: thanks, guys.
Men have been responsible for creating life-saving medicines, made our lives easier with inventions that changed the world in their lifetime, and for generations to come. To Jonas Salk, Steve Jobs and Henry Ford: thanks, guys.
Men have awed us with their athletic feats. Through hard work and God-given talent, they make their sport seem easy, effortless, and leave the rest of us stunned, and wondering if maybe someday we can 'Be like Mike'. To Jesse Owens, Babe Ruth, Mario, Gretzky and Jordan: thanks guys.
All great men, but we knew that already. Tonight I want to celebrate the average guy.
In general, men are pretty great. I'm a fan, and not just for the obvious reasons. While imperfect, men embrace their imperfections, roll with them, turn them into an art form. Ever see an argument flare up between a couple of buddies, watch them pound each other into oblivion, only to make peace five minutes later over a beer and fart jokes? There's beauty in bromance that rivals the greatest paintings. The more vulgar the insult, the deeper the affection between two friends. It's poetic in a way Shakespeare could never understand.
The average guy will hold the door for anyone, not just a woman. He will offer to change your tire or jumpstart your car, let you know you dropped your wallet. He will load the dishwasher even after a long day at work because his wife also had a long day at work. He'll stay at home with the four kids because his wife's income is greater than his could ever be, and that's ok. He'll cry because he lost his job and feels like he's let his family down. He'll change diapers even though it gags him because it has to be done, and he'll shake with terror the first time he holds his child because he's afraid he'll drop her.
The average guy rescues stray animals, cares for his younger siblings, tells his best pal a dirty joke because she needs to laugh. He'll keep his worries to himself because he doesn't want that weight on the people he cares about.