Warning: I'm going to give you a little peek into a guy's mentality. Not every guy, I admit, but most guys.
Seriously, ugly stuff coming up, so read on only if you think you can stomach it.
(last chance to not read on).
Okay, if you kept reading, it' s not my fault if I change your opinion of guys forever (or at least of this guy).
Here goes ... when a couple guys meet, the reptile brain of each guy goes something like this:
"I can take this dude," one of the guys thinks to himself, smiling nicely while squeezing the toothpaste out of the other guy's hand
"Whoa, not messing with this guy," the other one thinks simultaneously, trying not to wince as his ring bites into his ring finger like an angry weasel.
Or two more closely matched dudes eye each other speculatively, wondering just how things would have turned out - think the Spartans against the Persians - if the situation didn't call for civilized behavior and polite talk about sports.
Of course we get this kind of behavior from Mother Nature. Various male deer rubbing antlers against each other, a couple bulls slamming heads, two gorillas wrestling for control, a couple lions ripping into each other.
It's the way we're supposed to be, so it's sort of natural that when I see some cheeky little punk ass young man, like, say, Justin Bieber, behaving in the way we see on every tabloid in the supermarket, the guy part of me can't help but think, "I could beat up that little punk."And then the little movie theater we guys all keep in our brains would show me a little video of a young, acrobatic me Kung Foo'ing Mr. Bieber's smug little girly face.
I saw a picture of Justin Bieber the other day. All muscular and ripped. I guess he's into mixed martial arts? I''m 57 now. My karate days are thirty years behind me ... and I realized...
... my worst fear.
Justin Bieber could kick my butt.
Norm
www.normcowie.com
Seriously, ugly stuff coming up, so read on only if you think you can stomach it.
(last chance to not read on).
Okay, if you kept reading, it' s not my fault if I change your opinion of guys forever (or at least of this guy).
Here goes ... when a couple guys meet, the reptile brain of each guy goes something like this:
"I can take this dude," one of the guys thinks to himself, smiling nicely while squeezing the toothpaste out of the other guy's hand
"Whoa, not messing with this guy," the other one thinks simultaneously, trying not to wince as his ring bites into his ring finger like an angry weasel.
Or two more closely matched dudes eye each other speculatively, wondering just how things would have turned out - think the Spartans against the Persians - if the situation didn't call for civilized behavior and polite talk about sports.
Of course we get this kind of behavior from Mother Nature. Various male deer rubbing antlers against each other, a couple bulls slamming heads, two gorillas wrestling for control, a couple lions ripping into each other.
It's the way we're supposed to be, so it's sort of natural that when I see some cheeky little punk ass young man, like, say, Justin Bieber, behaving in the way we see on every tabloid in the supermarket, the guy part of me can't help but think, "I could beat up that little punk."And then the little movie theater we guys all keep in our brains would show me a little video of a young, acrobatic me Kung Foo'ing Mr. Bieber's smug little girly face.
I saw a picture of Justin Bieber the other day. All muscular and ripped. I guess he's into mixed martial arts? I''m 57 now. My karate days are thirty years behind me ... and I realized...
... my worst fear.
Justin Bieber could kick my butt.
Norm
www.normcowie.com
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