Malekind will be free.

But only if we unite.

America and the world have been bludgeoned with the myth of social injustice to women, yet the imprisonment of men has been left to hang dead right over our heads.

But one day, Man will snap, and the revolution will start. The facts are so apparent that they are nearly always overlooked.

When is the last time you saw a man knitting a sweater for his grandchild? Why do men avoid the career of nursing like they avoid ballet dancing?

Why do women get to wear dresses or pants or shirts or blouses or carry purses or wallets or wear short hair or long hair—while men pretty much need to stay with the pant, shirt, short hair combo?

Why?

I’ll tell you why.

God, I’m mad.

It’s because most men are so caught up in their manhood that they are scared to death something is going to fall off if they let it go.

We cannot totally blame women for this either. At least they had the guts to liberate themselves. Unfortunately, men do not choose to have the same freedoms. We are too afraid of the “fag” word.

Yet, the same man who treats that word like kryptonite will also style his hair with super-hold gel, wear red bikini underwear (and a Speedo swimsuit), wrestle another man on the floor, attempt to make their chests bigger and bigger and wear pink shorts. This is confusing.

So then tell me, are we men or wussies?

I’ll tell you. Men are wussies. This is coming from a man himself. We will dart our eyes back and forth looking for any indication that maybe some other guy will disapprove of what we are wearing or what we do with our lives or how we act. And we usually don’t even know we are doing it.

The reason strong and silent became a macho attitude is because it means doing absolutely nothing—and avoiding any sort of ridicule whatsoever.

So most of us will stay with the safe approach by drinking beer in front of the TV and wearing gray suits with blue ties all their lives. We will also continue to send ourselves to war and get ourselves killed as if any woman on the combat field would faint at the sight of an Arab. Hell, women use oil, so let them die for it too.

Really, there is nothing wrong with these pursuits, but let’s get a real life. There is more to it.

But this is not about getting women killed or wearing gray, it’s about courage. Real courage is not bench pressing 300 pounds or beating up the guy who glanced ever-so-momentarily at your girlfriend. It’s about showing who you are in spite of what “the guys” might think.

So, where do we start? By wearing dresses and sellng make-up door to door? If you like. But really, what it comes down to for men is to stop taking themselves so seriously and lighten up.

One day it will happen, and we will finally see the light. We have imprisoned ourselves, but we also have the key.