If you go to his Wikipedia page right now, they describe him as a Political Activist. But if you asked Charlie Kirk how he wished to be remembered…he said, “I want to be remembered for courage for my faith.”
I originally titled this, “a brother who had courage to speak the truth” but Charlie Kirk wasn’t my mother’s son. Before 2017, I didn’t know he existed.
And yet…I shed tears for this man. For a lot of us, our unexpected reactions did feel like someone just killed our brother. But why? Allow me to explain.
In my last posts, I talked about the differences between Love is Blind Habibi and its American series. I debunked the claims of how the men are all “toxic and controlling.” It’s all about the power of choice and how some people hate that they’re simply forced to choose.
In my final post on the series, we’re going to examine the top three couples where bloggers absolutely hated the men. And of course, the reason why is because they stand on business. Allow me to explain.
I was going to write a long-winded essay on it (as is my way), but I just saw that Steven Crowder released a video in which he and his panel exposed the truth about our Modern American culture and how much they really hate straight Christian (and usually white) American men.
For those who don’t know, a snippet of a dating show has been made viral (60 million views) because you have a “cool and fun” girl like Riley go up and talk about how she likes to scuba dive and ski and was going to Australia…and yet none of the guys wanted her.
If you Google the show, the main criticism you’ll see is that the men of Love is Blind Habibi were supposedly “Toxic, Controlling, and Abusive” towards the women. We have to talk about it.
I had to give this point its own post because it’s a nefarious “high school” peer pressure tactic that’s been going on for years. What’s the tactic?
If you can convince people that something is bad, basically giving it a label like calling it racist, toxic or oppressive, it encourages others to 1) not follow that person’s example, 2) it discredits everything they do, and 3) it prevents others from openly liking/sharing/or commenting about how much they agree because they’re afraid of being labeled a bad person too.
Thus…it makes sense why they’d call the Men “toxic, controlling, and oppressive.” They don’t want other men to do what they did, and they want other women to believe that they’re being oppressed when really, they’re not.
For example, they absolutely hate it when housewives talk about how much pleasure they get from serving their men and taking care of the families over pursuing a career and being “strong and independent”. Let’s talk about it.
After watching Netflix’s “Love is Blind: Habibi”…it’s pretty clear that a lot of bloggers, Feminists, and content creators don’t want American men getting any bright ideas.
Don’t get me wrong…I’m a huge fan of movie critics like the Critical Drinker, Nerdrotic, Jeremy Jahns, and even a lesser known (but super funny) critic like Thorias Unlimited…but as a fellow writer, I have to say James Gunn’s Superman was really good and I’m glad I was able to see it in theaters.
Trust me when I say, I came into this movie fully prepared to be disappointed. Henry Cavill’s “Man of Steel” is literally one of my top 5 movies of all time. I was stubborn. I went into the theaters thinking to myself, “there’s only one Superman, and it’s Henry Cavill…”
Then I saw the movie. Brace yourself…spoiler alerts are coming. And cutting to the chase, as a Christian Conservative myself, I can tell you that I don’t think this movie was “woke”.
It was on July 3rd 2005, when I left home to start a new life in Tampa Florida. Since then, July 3rd has always been my own personal Independence Day. And since today marks the 20th anniversary of my leaving the nest…I thought I’d post some reflection.
If I could go back twenty years and talk to my 18-year-old self, what would I tell him? What would I tell that jeri-curled, 310-pound big black guy with no sense of fashion, no experience, barely any knowledge of the world, and yet filled inexplicably with uncanny optimism and determination.
Easy, this is just food for thought. But it relates to relationship follies and even the characters, stories, and scripts that are written by female writers…that quite frankly, either don’t make sense or it’s not realistic.
Plainly put, the definition of Empathy is the Ability to “understand and share the feelings of another”. It’s your awareness of what the other person is feeling and why they have those feelings.
At the age of 38-years-old…I don’t think a lot of people have this ability. Not just women, but people in general. But as per the point of this essay, I think it’s an inaccurate stereotype to associate this ability with Women.
In my opinion…I’ve found that a lot of women from my generation seem to struggle to understand why or how another person is feeling what they’re feeling, unless (and only if) they’ve personally experienced that situation for themselves.
My wife and I went to see the latest Mission Impossible movie…and aside from the convoluted plot and exposition dumps where characters took turns saying one line at a time (making you fully aware that you’re watching a movie)…one thing you’ll notice about the film is the proliferation of women playing roles that were traditionally (realistically) held by men.
Seriously, the US president is Angela Bassett, the Secret Service agent who springs into action and takes down a bad guy is a petite Asian woman, the commander of an aircraft carrier is a Guile-looking white woman, and one of the main female soldiers on the submarine is a cringy tom-boyish lesbian in a tank top who acts more masculine than the men around her.
And these aren’t just background characters. Every time they’re on screen, they play the most prominent role over every other character. It’s in your face. As if, “You’re going to watch me whether you like it or not.”
I’m not saying it’s impossible for women to hold these traditionally male roles. But as I’m going to explain, it does ruin the magic of movies when you constantly have to work to suspend your disbelief.
Recently, on an awesome post by Jack about the Failure of Christian Dating Sites, a Regular and I got into an interesting discussion about whether it’s a good idea to talk about “God” on the first date.
The Regular’s position was that the first date is not where you want to talk about God, faith, or your Christianity. You should prioritize just having fun and getting to know one another. It should be more light-hearted.
My position was that we should definitely mention God and talk about our first date. Not just because talking about Christ is something I actually enjoy and hoped to find someone who enjoyed it as well. But also because of my intent and priorities.
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