Imagine arguing with two married men about whether they have game or provide value.
Imagine being so blind to your own hubris that you don’t realize your own intolerance and condescension.
Imagine thinking condemnation ever changed a heart.
I’ll choose being a good man and a kind man over being a “real man” any day.
Imagine believing that your way of life is the “right” and only way of life.
Imagine being so arrogant to believe that you can give someone advice, without first trying to understand their circumstances or walk a mile in their shoes.
Imagine resorting to character assassination , rather than debate and engage in a mature discussion about one’s beliefs.
I’ll keep spending my time with the “real men” who provide value.
You my friend, are one such man.
🫂💜
and I thought all the while you were a girl like me 😂
On real men:
Growing up with a father who possessed an incredibly high IQ, I've always cherished his principles passed down to me, like when he said, real men are defined by the way they treat and give their precious time to those who are absolutely of no use to them. Like when Keanu stopped, sat with, and ate with a beggar on a busy street, that's literally real men to me, and those who extend a helping hand without expecting to get anything in return
and me imagining you arguing with those two married men, this would be me watching them, in my world 👇
