In a new book Proud to Be Right, Jonah Goldberg has collected and edited essays from a group of conservative writers who "rebut the conventional wisdom that the next generation is uniformly liberal." One such writer, Katherine Miller, is the editor of the Student Free Press Association and an excerpt of her excellent essay from the book appears here (h/t John Miller at The Corner).
The essay, "Man Up," is about the feminization of "elite" men. To Miller, these men need to "man up."
“We live in more of a p#$$y generation now,” Clint Eastwood told Esquire magazine last year. “[E]verybody’s become used to saying, ‘Well, how do we handle it psychologically?’”
Eastwood tells truths. America’s elite has a problem. It’s skinny jeans and scarves, it’s Bama bangs and pants with tiny, tiny embroidered lobsters, it’s Michael Cera, it’s guys who compliment a girl’s dress by brand, it’s guys who don’t know who bats fourth for the Yankees. Between the hipsters and the fratstars, American intellectual men under the age of twenty-five have lost track of acting like Men—and these are our future leaders. We have no John Wayne, no Clint Eastwood. And girls? Girls hate it.
This all occurred to me at 1:47 a.m. on November 8, 2008...Out of some cruel, dazzling dark corner of my metal heart, a single thought formulated: Man up....
But perhaps you don’t believe me. Maybe you live in some neo-noir situation where the men smoke on dark corners or in open plains and don’t wear scarves unless it’s cold enough to cut a hole in some ice and pull a fish out, and even then are a little hesitant about the whole thing. I don’t know your life.
Katherine Miller doesn't know my life.
It sounds like Miller went to a school where the men and women have drifted into androgyny as "girls isolate aspects of masculinity" and men "soften" and tell you they "don’t feel respected."
That was not my experience at college. I went to a school where the social ideal was called "The Hard Guy"--The Hard Guy would have laughed in the face of Miller's soft, feeling-obsessed boys.
It's unbecoming of the Hard Guy to talk emotions. He is stoical and impervious to pain. The Hard Guy is loyal and fraternal. He is physically aggressive and exudes sexual confidence. He is the Animal House ideal lived and relived. And he manned up, let me tell you, but that wasn't always a good thing.
In fact, one night, when I was out with some friends, I saw what "manning up" meant to these guys. Right before my freshman eyes, a couple of them filled two very tall glasses to the brim with cheap vodka and whiskey. One raised his glass and, with a maniacal laugh, told the other to "Man Up or Man Out [expletive deleted]." They both started chugging this drink, which was christened on the spot as "The Man Out." The one with the maniacal laugh then wiped his mouth with his sleeve, while the other stood uneasily, and then darted for the nearest trash can in sight. He "Manned Out." The other "Manned Up."
Not too long ago, a couple of alums (men) created a website (now defunct) devoted to selling t-shirts for Hard Guys who "Man Up." The site featured a picture of one of the website's founders pouring Jack Daniels over his cereal.
Here are some of the sayings from those Hard Guy t-shirts: "Your Friday night is my Monday morning." "Hard Guy Dating: Having a girlfriend and not even liking her." “Hard Guy Gambling: Five bullets, six chambers.”
Here is how one of the site's founders described Manning Up and The Hard Guy: “The...philosophy is extremist, primitive, and self-destructive, but it’s still pretty damn funny."
It is funny, except when young men actually take it seriously. Then it's pathetic. (What's even more pathetic is when women, in the name of being "strong" and "empowered," try to ape Hard Guy behavior, which was also a common social phenomenon that I saw--but that's a separate issue I won't get into now.)
I know that men in our culture, in large part thanks to feminism, are becoming increasingly androgynous and feminine--less manly--but let's be precise when we discuss the solution to this problem. Instead of yearning for men who "Man Up," and their idolization of primitive masculinity, why can't we hope for a higher--and dare I say, elite--ideal: The Gentleman, and his embodiment of courage, civility, integrity, and dignity. That's what's missing from the youth culture today.