Prove you're fit to breed. The plains Indians used to have sun dances, and some still do. Now, that'll prove how tough you are.
Please tell us what is the sun dance?
Chai--
I'm with you on the Testosterone Factor.
From a Male Point of View, Running With the Bulls is a time of intense reality, far more vital than humdrum routine.
We, Jane. Them, Tarzan.
roger wrote:Prove you're fit to breed. The plains Indians used to have sun dances, and some still do. Now, that'll prove how tough you are.
Is that the one where they hang you up from hooks by your pectorals?
I don't think it has anything to do with evolution. I mean, as a species, we should be beyond WAR at this stage and yet, here we are in the midst of one.
Boys will be boys. forever. Someone said earlier that it's the nature of the beast and i think that just about sums it all up.
eoe wrote:I don't think it has anything to do with evolution. I mean, as a species, we should be beyond WAR at this stage and yet, here we are in the midst of one.
A lot more than just one... All over the world Islamic militants are starting wars against the infidels. It's fight back or live under Sharia law. I for one choose to fight any way I can.
happycat wrote:
Then I'd say it's time to get a lot more women in power because this "boys will be boys" crap is growing old.
What are you going to do, just give up? Islam looks at women like second class citizens - you may run the household, but you'll never hold office, or a decent job for that matter.
If it is a method to relieve aggressiveness (or testosterone, if you will), then perhaps we should make it mandatory for certain people to run with the bulls, particularly certain politicians.
And a few A2Kers as well.
Just because you've done it ....
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I've read Walter's stories dozens of times:
Brothers are Hemingway heroes
Thaks for fixing the links, Francis :wink: :wink:
I saw that story in the morning newspaper. I'm betting that their mother is wondering whether she raised a pair of idiots.
