Things I Love About Being a Man

Over at A Gentleman’s Journal, Ryan Lee made an awesome, evocative list of the things he loves about being a man. Here are some of my favorites:

  • A good, long, close shave. Shaving cream, with the grain. Shaving cream, against the grain. Cold water, aftershave.
  • My old Central Football shorts
  • Scars on my hands. Each one a story.
  • The smell of a locker room. Stale sweat and cologne. Weird I know, but it’s nostalgic.
  • The ‘PING’ of an aluminum bat
  • The sight of a beautiful woman. And contrary to popular belief, it is possible to admire a woman’s beauty without thinking of sex.
  • Work boots
  • Peeling an apple with a pocket knife
  • The smell of an old barbershop. Barbicide, hair tonic, the faint smell of old smoke
  • Emptying my pockets when I get home
  • Waking up in the woods, to the still hot embers of last night’s fire
  • My Grandfather’s comb. I still use it.

Be sure to check out the whole list over at the Gentleman’s Journal.

What do you love about being a man?

{ 21 comments… read them below or add one }

Jordan Poss June 4, 2010 at 2:28 pm

The smells of sawdust and chain-saw exhaust–combine those with cold, damp air and I’m a little kid again, cutting firewood with my dad in the fall.
Copper pipes, which remind me of my plumber-electrician granddad and his old work truck.
And ditto on admiring a beautiful woman.

Javier June 4, 2010 at 2:40 pm

The feeling you can take on the world after a fresh haircut.

Matt J June 4, 2010 at 3:01 pm

Having a penis is up there.

John Holland June 4, 2010 at 3:40 pm

I love the art of and smell of BBQ. I also love the smell of gun powder when I go out shooting.

Erik June 4, 2010 at 3:59 pm

The great feeling when I’ve fixed something, and I also love the smell of petrol and rubber.

Andrew t June 4, 2010 at 4:45 pm

the smell of freshly cut grass

Peter June 4, 2010 at 4:45 pm

Being a father to two amazing boys. Wearing a suit – 3 piece with a great tie. Getting a great haircut at the barbers nicely pomaded and shiny!

Jason June 4, 2010 at 5:00 pm

Is there anything better than just working your ass off(landscaping, cutting firewood, building something) with your hardworking buddies, then enjoying a cold drink as you sit back and admire your work?

Rob S. June 5, 2010 at 9:26 pm

A haircut when the barber cleans your neck with a straight razor, as well as two fingers of good Bourbon.

Myron M June 6, 2010 at 10:16 am

Motor cycles, trucks and the wilderness of life that builds a masculine perspective!

Working out and watching women! Rebelliousness and being able to work with a team or work alone! Beers on me!!!!

Carlos July 19, 2011 at 2:21 pm

It’s great to just be able to get away with doing stupid things and be considered as something that we simply just do sometimes! Like having to look at a pretty lady while walking with your wife. Just cant help it Sorry!

Benjamin October 19, 2012 at 6:29 pm

I love being the only male in my household comprised of myself, my wife and three daughters. All their neediness is directed towards me and even though I act all annoyed sometimes, in my heart I absolutely love it and eat it up.
I love the smell of my ’84 Dodge dump truck’s interior. It’s a bouquet of sun damaged vinyl, chain saw fuel, wood chips, and classic pine air freshener.

Dave October 20, 2012 at 9:13 am

Love being able to grow a beard in a month, then shaving it sometime only to look 10 yrs younger. Love having an unspoken brotherhood with other men simply for us all having a penis. Love being able to choose to masturbate for 2 mins or 5 hours depending on the circumstances. Love of a well-made machine, such as classic cars. Love being strong and using that strength often outside. Love being in the woods and don’t really know why nor care, just do. Love some good wine and a cigar. Love working out.

Kevin October 20, 2012 at 9:18 am

love that while at target practice with buds, shooting a shotgun always makes me want to shoot a load in my wife. “Honey, I’m home…” lol

peter December 27, 2012 at 7:38 pm

Not having to worry about much, for a man its whatever for a woman its omg, what am I gonna do?

Scoe November 26, 2013 at 6:39 pm

I simply love being male. I love my beard and my thick, beautiful moustache. I love my chest hair, (I wish I had more), I love my muscles and strength, I love my big male feet and strong beautiful male hands, I love my bald spot as it underscores my maleness, I love my penis, my best friend who is always there. I love my deep voice. I simply love being a man as we are such beautiful, wonderful creatures. And, DON’T let a woman tell you how to be a man as they always want you to be more female than male-as in clean shaven, hairless, etc.

J. April 2, 2014 at 7:37 pm

As a gay (term i hate…prefer homosexuaul…cuz it means man to man…lol) i agree with Scoe…and all the others… the moments…the not giving a fuck about some shit…the scents… the masculinity of our body hair and our scents that we OWN and are not ashamed of… our attitudes and our sense of humors that no woman No matter how inteligent or educated will ever understand the absolute simplicity of being a MAN. LOVE YAWLL…. MEN… NO GIRLS ALLOWED! lol.

Lana Del Rey Lover April 26, 2014 at 3:45 am

Having fun in everything…. Im still in school, but I love being freestyle, do things without restriction, interact openly without thinking what people think and having a control of things, a power of making things fine, a power of solving things between friends and oh yeah! the girls of course!!!!

Strong_Male_FemalesToTheKitchen June 20, 2016 at 5:32 pm

I love my penis , my good looking face , fuck my girl up the ass and pussy MANNNN i love being a male.

Stanford July 29, 2016 at 11:34 am

Too many men nowadays beg and cringe before women. It makes me sick. Well, you gotta love women, nothing wrong with that. They’re beautiful but putting them on a pedestal is so stupid. Perversely, women are attracted to those men who DON’T GIVE A SHIT about them. They can be like dogs that follow their owners around. It’s that simple.

Just be a man, for fuck’s sake and see all women fall flat before you in a kneeling and submissive manner.

I used to be a “nice guy”, nerdy type and women used to walk all over me. I even used to cry in private like a sissy. I felt so miserable for not being able to “understand” women. Those extended teenage years are gone now. My adolescence lasted till 30 years which made me feel “weird”.

Thankfully all that’s past now. Today I feel a very confident man who’s no longer intimidated by women, even the pretty ones. I have way too many things on my hand to put up with the tantrums of some selfie-obsessed bitch who was only meant to service my dick and shut the hell up after that.

Ever since I stopped giving a shit and focusing all my time and energy on earning money and furtherning my career and having new hobbies, I’ve noticed a world of difference. Women are deferential to me at all times. I no longer ask for ‘dates’ and run the entire gamut of emotions in relationships. I just command her to “pleasure” me and she obeys. More often than not, no words are spoken. Women automatically understand their place around me.

All this doesn’t mean I’m a jerk, quite the contrary in fact. I’m sensitive and caring of women’s needs, as long as they’re of mine. It’s an even score now onwards. Years of being trampled on by women has made me immune to all their cunning and wiles.

I’m 34 now, the world is my oyster and I have never felt younger, healthier and more in control of my life and needs.

Take it from an older guy, fellas. Stand your ground with women and don’t cave in to their ridiculous demands, the obsession with selfies or any other thing that makes you feel unmanly. If a woman wants your sensitive side, love and affection, she’s gotta earn it and stay loyal. The rest deserve to be only fucked.

Don’t crumble before women and you will win a hell lot of respect.

James October 10, 2016 at 10:47 pm

It’s funny, growing up with an abusive alcoholic father made me hate everything about being a man. I reacted in the opposite direction, thinking that if men were like him, I better not join that club (not that there is a choice). I felt men’s macho behavior was showmanship and it made me kind of sick. Incidentally, surprise, I am gay, but that’s not the moral of this story.

The moral of this story is that today, at age 56, I have never loved being a man more than I do now. I love my thick manly full beard, big hairy chest, down-to-earth, get-’er-done attitude without the false courtesy and feigned enthusiasm women seem to have saccharined everything with. (As they tear each others’ eyes out in gossip). Men are just “what you see is what you are dealing with.” We say what’s on our mind and don’t fault the world for not guessing it, or equating mind-reading with love, as many women do. Women are beautiful, mysterious, sensous creatures, but I have never quite understood how heterosexual males have wanted to tie themselves to a female figure for eternity, making their ex-jock husbands pretend to love to go shopping at Target. All for guaranteed pussy, for which you will need to jump through seven layers of hoops. Even during that, she will want candles and romantic themes from “Phantom of the Opera” while men view sex as just a passionate, focused, compartmentalized magnification of genitalia and desire. We put that animal in a cage, and start becoming loving husbands who girlify the act itself. I can see having sex or relationships with women, but why men ruined their own good gig with getting each other off still astounds me. I have heard so many straight men talk about their non-sexual fascination with each others’ penises. We’re brothers. We get it, and up until Christianity, it was cool for us to help a bro out. I guess we’ve come a long way, but I’m looking for the new generation of kids who decouple the false importance of who we love or who we are attracted to, and just express themselves freely.

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