5 Complaints from a Budding Maculinist

When I saw PolicyMic’s Feminist Writing Skillshare link, I began wondering if I would be considered a feminist, after all, I do believe in men and women deserve equal rights. My next thought was, “If it’s about the genders being equal, then shouldn’t it be called a humanist?”

Merriam-Webster defines a “masculinist” as “an advocate of male superiority or dominance.”

Damn connotative foibles. If being a “feminist” meant being a believer in female superiority, I’d be against it. Fortunately, I found that the definition is considered controversial, and the widely accepted term and definition is “masculism” as “the belief that equality between the sexes requires the recognition and redress of prejudice and discrimination against men as well as women.” That sounded even-handed to me, and I like that. I’d frankly be just fine if we called it humanism. But we don’t. It’s masculism. I know that that we still have several issues to bridge the gap to equality from a feminist viewpoint, but as a newly christened maculinist, I just want to point out some things that are plaguing the masculism camp.

1.      Neither “masculinism” or “masculism” is recognized as a correctly spelled word by Microsoft Office applications. Get out of the dark ages, Microsoft! I am man, hear me make a sweet, bird-like noise.

2.      Soft prostitution is still en vogue. When I take a girl out to dinner, there’s this whole check dance that we have to engage in (I searched for the HIMYM video but couldn’t find it). She acts like she wants to split it. I insist that I’ve got it. She insists back. I do an annotated version of the St. Crispin’s Day speech about holding my manhood cheap, and then she demurely relents with or without a bashful eyeroll. I like the check dance. It makes everyone feel good. You know what it means when a girl finally lets me pay? Absolutely nothing! She’s not obligated to go out with me again. I offered to pay and that’s my risk. That’s equality, just the same way I’ll assume nothing is meant if she insists on splitting the check. I don’t care how a woman wants to play it, but both masculism and feminism shouldn’t read too much into either approach. When the bill is paid, no debt is made.

3.      Condoms aren’t cheap. If both people are benefiting from their use, then maybe both people should be buying them. I’m just saying.

4.      Women are allowed to beat my ass. Short story: I “dated” a woman in college. It did not end well. She saw me at a bar a year later, walked up to me and slapped the taste out of my mouth. Twice! What happened next? Nothing. I simply internalized my white-hot rage for the next fifteen minutes as I waited for my buddies to stop cackling like damn hyenas. Flip that situation around for a minute. Men would come running to stop a man hitting a woman. Why aren’t women running to stop a woman from hitting a man? For all those thinking I deserved it, I can assure you that I did not (mostly). Pretty soon people will think I’m okay with a woman taking advantage of me sexually too. Pigs!

5.      The “sinking ship” expectation still exists. Women and children go first! For all the talk of chivalry being dead, men are still the majority working the most dangerous jobs, like military, law enforcement, oil rigs, and while this is a guess, probably alligator wrestling. As a believer in gender equality, I’d like to center some legislation around two ideas: genetically engineering women to be as physically strong as men even if it compromises their femininity, and an affirmative action hiring process that requires more women than men hired into all professions deemed life-threaten….

….alright, I can’t even finish that one. It’s so hard to care about this stuff! Complaint number two was actually pretty valid though.

Man Up – The Office is a “No Sandal Zone”

Regardless of who you are, any sane person can agree on some basic truths in this world. Murder is bad. Personal hygiene is good. Feet are disgusting. Especially the feet of men. Unlike women who take care of their tootsies with pedicures and nail polish and just overall care for what their feet look like, a male’s feet (like other parts our bodies) are purely for function, not beauty.

Fellas, where is it OK to bare your piggies? The beach, the pool and a backyard cookout. Where is it not OK? Everywhere that isn’t the beach or the pool or a backyard cookout. The end.

Working in the ever increasing casual office environment, where every day is “Casual Friday” I’ve seen way too many dudes taking advantage of this and rocking their flippy floppies daily. It’s like once there are 2 consecutive days of 75 degrees, guys are trading in their other acceptable forms of footwear for sandals for the remainder of summer. To be clear I’m mostly referring to flip flops in this post. If you’re asking “What about Teva’s? Are they OK?” then you’re issues will not be resolved by reading this post. Explaining why Teva’s are not acceptable, ever, in any situation would be an entire post all by itself.

All you dudes out there are shouting a collective “Why not?” Well for starters, no one wants to see your unkempt, calloused white feet and long-ass toenails. There’s no sand for you to bury them in or pool to dangle them in.  As a result the rest of us who think your feet look like eagles’ talons that got caught in a mouse trap that was on fire, are subject to have to see them all day. It’s like having to look at someone all day with a booger dangling from their nose. It’s gross and no one wants to see it.

You look sloppy with flops on. Have you ever seen a dude wearing flip flops and thought to yourself “Man, that guy looks like a professional. He must be headed into work today”? No one’s ever looked at you in flops and thought that either. Sandals are intended to be worn in leisurely places where you freely spend your money, not where you’re grinding to make your money. Some simple math: If flops are for leisure and work is NOT leisure, then, flops are NOT for work.

Since Roman times, have you ever seen a grown man lead others while donning his toes in thong sandals? (Jimmy Buffet is not a correct answer. He’s on a whole new level of awful).  Do you think  George Washington was stomping out British in a pair of Rainbows? Maybe under the podium, Martin Luther King Jr. was freely wiggling his toes in a pair of sandals during his “I have a dream…” speech? It never crossed your dad’s or grandfather’s mind that they would bare their walkers in the office. Don’t disappoint pop-pop.

Leave the flops at home, Parrot Head.

Why Is Dusty So Absent From His Own Blog?

As most of you know, both Tommy of the Golden Ears and I do some side writing for the millenial-centric news aggregator called PolicyMic. I’ve recently made an arrangement where I’ll be writing for them on a daily basis for the next two weeks. It’s important to me, so I’m going to be giving it at least a 63% effort, which is roughly 17% more effort than any of my writing here gets. If you’d like to see the nuanced improvements to my already rapist wit such an increased effor will provide, stay tuned to what comes up on my PolicyMic profile. On a personal note, I’d really appreciate your support in the form of social media affirmation (shares, likes, tweets, maybe a short vid on Vine of your best LOLs). Thanks a bundle for reading.

Writing this at 44% effort,
Dusty “The Digital Drifter” Riedesel

Comparing Duke Basketball Players to Flopping Goats

It has become so popular to hate Duke that it’s almost not cool anymore, kind of how liking Mumford & Sons is getting a wee bit dicey but within the slower shifting zeitgeist of sports-oriented hipsterdom. The key word here is almost. As it is with anything popular that’s becoming passé, the key to sustaining the popularity of the topic isn’t changing anything, it’s about creating a fresh take on the exact same things that made it popular in the first place.

So what’s popular about hating Duke?

The video above says it all. In a sport that is routinely dominated by the largest, most athletic men on planet Earth, Duke has a reputation (it doesn’t matter if it’s inherently untrue) for recruiting brains over bodies. No gladiators on this squad.  No matter how much they slap the floor, we see through it. They’re softies. Only Duke routinely stars guys like Scheyer, Reddick, Hurley, Curry, Battier and anyone else who could just as easily be mistaken for a procurement manager or an internal auditor as opposed to world-class baller. I’m digressing from the point though. We hate Duke, and it’s funny to comparing their flopping ways to falling goats. Spread it around.

Thank you to the proud Tar Heel, Bradley Jones, for bringing this video to Writing Bareback’s attention.

DR

What to look forward to in March 2013

Mostly to get myself hyped for the month ahead, I’m going to be doing a “What to be excited about this month” post to kick off each month. In essential blogging fashion, I will limit this to broad topics like sports, movies and TV and not the things I’ll personally be looking forward to like what Celtic garb I don on St. Paddy’s Day (I still haven’t decided!!!). Here you go:

Sports: March Madness


Kicking off on March 21st, this is undoubtedly the most beloved sporting event of the year for both quality, quantity and variety. There are blowouts and nailbiters and infuriating coverage issues from CBS. It’s like a free buffet of Ruth’s Chris filets, McDonald’s French Fries, some KFC Double Downs and a giant tub of JELLO, and the entire buffet is maintained for your visiting pleasure by a wealthy car dealership owner because the the experienced, buffet-running Asians down the street didn’t have the capital to support a buffet of such grand corporate magnitude. If that analogy doesn’t perfectly explain why they call it March Madness, nothing will.

How excited should you be for this? If you love watching 19-year-olds carry greater expectations with lower risks and higher rewards than their military peers against the dramatic backdrop of the thrill of victory juxtaposed against the pain of defeat with no run-on sentences involved, then this is your shining moment:

Movie: GI Joe: Retaliation

 

So maybe I did briefly consider the rom-com Mega Powers of Paul Rudd and Tina Fey in Admission, and I certainly considered trying to look cool by taking the snobby “I haven’t seen this but I know it would be an awesome short film” choice of Upside Down. But this was really a two-horse race. Every fiber of my being wanted to say you should be most excited for Olympus Has Fallen. It has a killer cast that appears to have pulled every string in Hollywood to place Gerard Butler into the John McClane roll of a “Die Hard meets Air Force One” plot. There’s only two problems with OHF. The first is that their opening weekend is metaphorically competing with the sporting equivalent of the world’s best buffet. If this movie opened on March 28th like GI Joe: Retaliation, I almost would have taken it. I still would have taken GI Joe because it has Duane “The Rock” Johnson, and in case you didn’t notice, Duane Johnson is Reaganing in 2013.

How excited should you be for this? If you like 2012’s sexiest man, the guy who used to play the real John McClane (there’s a reason A Good Day to Die Hard wasn’t in the running), cliff-side sword fights between repelling ninjas and the first film of overblown badassery that leads into the summer blockbusters, then you should be this excited (but bigger):

Television: Game of Thrones

 

Even with all the schedule-clearing hype behind ABC’s Celebrity Diving, nothing was going to compete with the season 3 premiere of Game of Thrones. Last season left us with a hoard of undead ice zombies trudging towards Winterfell. This show is so close to being The Lord of the Rings meets The Walking Dead. I fully expect Jon Snow, Jamie Lannister and Khal Drogo, mysteriously revived as a White Walker with a clear mind, to go on a noble lost cause of coming to the age of the hobbit-like Tyrrion Lannister. I don’t care how many people who’ve read the books can tell me my expectations are too high, I don’t live in the bleak world of Westeros, and I’m optimistic about zombie-slaying Hobbits.

How excited should you be? If you feel like the sage wisdom below applies to you personally, then maybe not very excited:

 

Music: The 20/20 Experience

 

I’d like to apologize for this paragraph in advance. As you can tell by the March 8th posting date, I obviously forgot to write this post, let alone inform Tommy that I’d need him to write a music section. So my friend Google told me that this is the most hyped album of March 2013. Apparently it has sounds and a Wikipedia page. When asked about why he was making a music album when simply existing as a famous person is so much easier, Timberlake said, “Well, I’m married now, and I’d really like to be faithful for, like, between 32 and 47 months depending on Jess’s first pregnancy, so I wanted to do the thing that would most likely carry me out of our residential area code, and touring for a new album seemed like the best thing.” When asked to elaborate, JT seemed confused. “It’s not cheating if you’re not in the same area code, right? That’s still a thing, right?”

How excited should you be for this? If you believe that a married, acting, former singer should have just waited to record an acoustic N’SYNC reunion set, then you should be this excited:

 sad justin timberlake

Miscellaneous: CrossFit Games

 Carolina Fitness cHALLENEGE
[photo from Sua Sponte Raleigh]

March is the last window to be hip about the craze. The national CrossFit games are getting bigger every year, and after this years CrossFit open, which kicked off its regional qualifiers this week, you can just call it mainstream. If you see a fit girl this month, do your best to be working “You do CrossFit?” into the conversation. A) It’s a compliment that doesn’t yet have the stigma of saying “you must work out” even though it’s the same thing. B) CrossFit is one of the most innuendo-filled activities one can participate in. Things you can commonly hear amongst CrossFitters range from “we’re doing Cindy in the box today” to “how’s your snatch?” It’s all innocent in a physically-oriented, high testosterone kind of way.

How excited should you be for this? It depends on how pumped you get for stuff like this:

 

Hotter than the sand and bigger than the ocean,
Dusty “Beach Body” Riedesel

10 Social Media Posts you Hate to See on Your Feed

We’re so connected these days. I know my middle school girlfriends 4th kids’ name (great work on the potty training Cameron). I know what my freshman dorm suite mate ate for lunch today (fish tacos!!!). I can even see what celebrities like Kobe Bean Bryant are doing after a win (glad you joined TwitterVerse Mamba!).

Thanks to social media, we don’t have to leave our desk (or our bed for you iPad users) to see what everyone who was/is/will be in our lives is doing any second of the day. Sometimes its pretty interesting. But like anything in life there are some people who abuse their privilege and violate social media common courtesy. Oh yes, you know who I’m talking about. You’re on your lunch break, scrolling through your feed and you see that one post that makes you want to take your company issued 2003 Dell laptop and launch it across the room.

Below I’ve shared a list of some of the biggest offenders that we all hate to see and dared to say what everyone else wants to say.

1. TODAY IS MY FRIDAY!!!!!! :)

No. Actually, today is your Thursday. It is also everyone Thursday. Just because you have a 3-day weekend ahead of you doesn’t mean you get to dictate what day of the week it is. Besides the rest of the normal working world has to work tomorrow and hates you for having the day off and bragging about it.

2. Any picture of a girl’s knees and an empty beach in the background.

We get it. You’re at the beach and its a Wednesday. You know why we know? Because for the last week you’ve been posting a running countdown of “Days until I hit the beach :) <3 <3″ And please, don’t make the comment on this picture “Not a bad view for a Wednesday”

3. Any Facebook status with a hashtag in it.

Maybe you don’t understand the purpose of a hashtag. It’s intended for other social media avenues like Instagram and Twitter so people can follow trends that they enjoy. You know what it does for you on Facebook? #Absolutelynothing, except make you look like an uninformed social media user.

4. The “Over Hash Tagger” #overit #love #blogging #blogfun #hashtag ##

We get it, you want to get as many double click “Loves” on Instagram as possible. But doesn’t it freak you out that people you will never know are looking at and “loving” you picture?

5. Anything that’s tagged as #NoFilter

You aren’t a professional photographer. It’s an iPhone it does all the focusing for you.

6. “I can’t believe this guy in the gym has his towel on one machine, his water on another and is using another. What does he think, he owns the gym?”

You know what people did in the gym before cell phones existed? The lifted weights and ran on treadmills. You know what happened when someone was using multiple machines? You walked up to said person and asked to work in with him/her. Hey, Mr./Mrs. Cell Phone User in the Gym, right now there’s someone looking at you thinking how ridiculous you look on the phone in the gym. Leave it in your locker Ari Gold.

7. “I love my baby so much” immediately followed by said “baby” Liking the status.

We all know you’re laying in bed or hanging on the couch together. The world knows you love each other because your “Relationship Status” doesn’t say “It’s Complicated.” Do us all a favor and turn to “baby” and tell him/her “I love you, baby.” If you’re afraid to do that, text him/her.

8. Any picture of food.

Everyone eats. You know what that food is going to be in 4-8 hours? Poop. Yep. Please don’t take a picture of that and post it.

9. The “In-Game Play by Play” posts. “Oh did you just see that dunk?!?!” “That pass was ridiculous” “LeBron is better than Jordan, no question”

We’re all watching the same game. You’re actually missing part of it while typing what you just saw. No one actually cares to hear your commentary on a sporting event. If they did, they’d send you a text or call you to talk about it. Chill out John Madden.

10. An Instagram picture that is literally just words.

3 choices here. Type that quote on Facebook. Type that quote on Twitter. Post a cool picture, then post that with the quote under it on Instagram. Stop filling up my damn Instagram feed with words!!!

Kobe Bryant’s Diary: Back in the Game

After 16 years in the league, Kobe Bryant has decided to keep a diary to document “the year he caught Jordan”.  While Kobe refuses to remove the diary from a pedestal in his trophy room, he has allowed Writing Bareback the exclusive rights to post these excerpts.

March 3rd – vs Atlanta

You never expect to be chasing .500 in March, but if you are, you definitely expect to catch it. And that’s what I did tonight against the Atlanta Hawks in a 99-98 win. I’d like to say “we” did it, but giving my “teammates” credit would be like giving credit to the entire Buss family for forming the greatest sports organization America has ever seen (You’ll never be forgotten, Dr. Buss).

I had to drop my journaling to become extra 100% focused on my craft. As most of you who read these excerpts of my private diary know, I’ve always given 100% focus, but the truly great ones are always able to look within themselves and maybe not dig out more than 100%, because that’s impossible, but at least find a more devoted level of 100% focus. I did that by trading the exploration of my soul via the written word for an extra hour of practicing pull-up elbow jumpers and mid-post up-and-unders. Did it work? I scored 34 and got my team back to the ranks of non-losers, so you tell me.

Better yet, I’ll tell you. It worked.

Common sense might tell you that you shouldn’t add the intense mental wrinkle of journaling your innermost thoughts into your daily routine when you’ve finally hit your stride at the only thing that matters to you, but I’ve got five pieces of high-caliber jewelry that prove my sense is far from common. Journaling at the insightful and passionate level that I do is certainly exhausting, but when you’re a true competitor, you attack every activity with passion and intensity. You should’ve seen the way I ate double cheeseburgers up until five years ago when I got passionate and intense about my physical longevity and replaced McDonald’s with spinach-based protein shakes and fish oil. I can chug those shakes in under 10 seconds, which might not sound impressive if you watched a lot of Popeye growing up. But trust me, it’s way harder when you don’t have a cartoonish elastic throat. The main point I’m making here is that writing in my journal won’t effect the intensity with which I approach my craft. In fact, it’ll probably help me save my legs.

March 5th – vs Oklahoma City

After the long climb back to .500, I would have loved to believe that I wouldn’t ever have a losing record for the rest of my career.  Unfortunately we played the OKC Thunder, and they had a level of energy that is downright frustrating to play against. I looked over at Steve after Russell Westbrook crossed the 30 point mark and it was obvious that he was pissed. Most people would have only seen the measured look of weathered determination, but there’s a subtlety in the facial expressions of hall-of-famers, and if you paid attention, you could see his eyebrows quivering with the acknowledgement that Russell could no longer be dealt with by conventional means. I wouldn’t be surprised at all if Russell opens up his closet before our next match-up to find all his clothes are baggy and his glasses have prescription frames in them. I’d even expect a note sitting atop his drawer of now all white gym socks like a failure-inducing landmine, “You look good, you play good.” That’s why playing with a true pro like Steve is such a pleasure.

As if the pain of a loss wasn’t enough, I looked over to the Thunder bench during the 3rd quarter and saw Kevin Durant feasting on the new Fish McBites before washing them down with a double cheeseburger. Yep, both slices of cheese, even though it cost $0.29 more than the McDouble. I think he winked at me.

March 6th – vs New Orleans

Coming back from 25 down is always something to be proud of. But I can’t help but notice that it wouldn’t have been possible without my 42 points. Despite my comments to the press, I think my season-long message to Dwight is finally taking hold. I get to score all the points and be features in the offensively offense-centric headlines of ESPN, and Dwight gets to keep his Somewhat Valuable Player status amongst the geeks of 15 years in the future that actually appreciate the nuanced importance of a paint protector. Maybe it’s not fair, but you can’t worry about fair when your chasing the playoffs in mid March. From my perspective, it’s a sensible partnership.

It was nice to see Austin Rivers scoring 10 points on 5-6 shooting. The kid has been such an embarrassment to his dad and to Coach K. I saw him working tonight and figured I’d text him some encouragement after the game.

“I bet K and Doc weren’t emberassed by u 2night – Mamba”
“Mamba? TY KB24, means a lot from u”
“Now delete my # til u start in a playoff game – Mamba”

You hate to say a guy sucks at his profession, but sometimes you say it anyway because it’s so true. Nice kid though.