Tonight, for the infinitth time, I watched one of the best pieces of motion picture ever presented to man: Fight Club. I relate to every bit of the movie. I'm a man. Decades ago, I didn't need to overcompensate to reinforce the fact. Decades and centuries ago, a man was a man, he got things done all day and got home to a family that revered him. He was the beginning and the end. To be a man was to win and to feel entitled to the world when one did. However, a lot was wrong decades ago. Masculinity was and is achieved at the expense of the progress of femalefolk. It's sad fact that the sexes have been treated by society with shameless inequality. This post is from a heterosexual, man living in 2018, who stands for women but longs for masculinity. He remains a man, but realises the hurt masculinity can cause. He does not have role models in this regard because his father and his father before were men of steel, but his mother and grandmothers were repressed. Am I femini...