Monday, October 21, 2013

Don't kick the dragon



Reality Check: No matter how great of a guy you are it is a scientific fact that you will someday come face to face with a woman you have successfully pissed off. On several later dates I’ll get into the multiple ways to avoid angering the keeper of your favorite adult playground but for now let’s discuss how to handle the inevitable.

The key to survival is to remember everything you’ve ever seen in those Man vs. Nature movies. Think of your adversary not as the compassionate, loving, delicate flower you married but more like a rabid wolverine high on meth and Redbull and ravenous for blood. This is not a creature you should take lightly.

Step 1: Keep a safe distance
There are moments in relationships when the only thing your woman wants you to do is stop talking and hold her close, wrapping your arms of reassurance around her delicate emotional frame and reminding her that everything will eventually be ok. This is not one of those times. When squaring off against the beast I recommend keeping a very conservative 15 foot barrier between the two of you. It is imperative that the distance never be broken. Think of it as a dance or standing in line for the men’s room. If she advances one step, you simultaneously retreat one step. There will be moments where you think to yourself, “It’s safe to get closer”. You need only remember that you are dumb and safety is an illusion.

Step 2: Be mindful of your surroundings
Just as the angry lioness will use a nearby rock to catapult herself towards her prey and a frustrated chimp will fling poop in your general direction so too will a livid female make her point with any object within grabbing distance. Keep in mind that nothing is sacred; candles, frying pans, your beloved velvet Elvis painting, bowls of cereal and even statues of Baby Jesus are all fair game. I once heard tell of a woman who picked up her brother-in-law and used him to pummel her not-cautious-enough husband. It is best to try and move the conflict to a room that is as empty as possible. If one is not available, at least opt for a room that is only filled with objects soft enough to not cause permanent brain damage. I always try to have my arguments in the linen closet.
IMPORTANT TO NOTE: Cleaning the house regularly not only keeps your woman happy it also exponentially depletes the number of available items with which she could extract your spleen.

Step 3: No sudden movements
Picture a gallon of nitroglycerin perched dangerously on the edge of a chair. Now imagine the chair is riding, unsecured, in the back of a pickup truck. Now imagine the pickup truck is going off-road. Through the Grand Canyon. Driven by Helen Keller. Now remember that a fuming Fraulein is way, way more unstable than this. It is imperative that you carefully plan out every physical movement you are intent on making and even more imperative that you not make them. At all. Ever. The slight misstep forward, unassuming hand gestures, the involuntary eye roll, all of these can set her phaser to Kill A Dude. It is best to simply not move at all. Even breathing can be misinterpreted as sighing. I do my best to stay perfectly still save for the occasional nod of the head (Up/Down only…Right/Left will not serve you well).
IMPORTANT TO NOTE: Unless you are a 13 year old girl you should always refrain from rolling your eyes. No good can come of it and, quite frankly, you look like a douche-canoe.

Step 4: Do not make noise
Remember: In this situation if you are not agreeing or apologizing you are making noise. Sure, your ego is screaming that you are a master debater and perhaps you do have the verbal chops to solve even the Socratic Problem but trust me, now is not the time. When tempers are flaring logic takes a firm seat somewhere south of never. Remember that this is not your rational Love; this is a snarling, angry, illogical, id-driven beast that you have created. No one has ever talked a supernova out of exploding. Let silence be your shield and I promise you will win the war.

Step 5: Retreat slowly
In reality men are more concerned with the action than they are with the perceived intent. Storming out of a room is not the same thing as giving her space (that’s one of the lines you may want to re-read). If the situation has escalated to Kraken-esque proportions than it is always best to focus on ending the immediate discussion, not the argument. Arguments were not meant to be hashed out over the course of a few minutes or a few hours. True arguments, true points of disagreement that speak to the core of each person involved will take a tremendous amount of time and energy to work through and there is nothing wrong with that. But the immediate fight or blowup? It is always ok to end that when actual communication has broken down. The man who said “Never go to bed angry” obviously never argued with his wife until the wee hours, went to work on no sleep and tried to navigate kids/dinner/soccer-practice after that.

The key, however, is how you end the situation. Reverse psychology is always the way to go, provided it is not evident that you’re being a condescending sack. If you can make yourself say and believe the following, you will live a much happier (and longer) life: I’m sorry. I’m angry and I don’t know how to make my point without being an ass. I’m gonna give you some space and let’s talk about this later.

She may scream, she may throw things, she may insult your manhood and curse you a coward who doesn’t have the anatomical gear to finish the fight. At some point, however, she will calm down. And at that point, regardless of how angry she was, she will remember that you took the high road and you did it because you didn’t want to say mean things. And that, my friend, is when the battle will actually end.

What exactly are you trying to say?


I found myself asking that very question this morning when I made the decision to finally put this together. Exactly what the hell is this blog about? What knowledge am I attempting to impart? Why oh why am I doing this now?

 
The last question is really the most important. I'm writing this, I'm doing this, because I am responsible for raising 3 amazing/annoying/artistic/audacious/awesome (and those are just the A's) boys who have the pleasurable misfortune of calling me Dad. I look at my boys and I worry about the men they might someday become; worry because as I scan their potential influences and role-models, from the Fictitious and Famous to the Living and Local, I realize that the world is filled, almost to the breaking point, with guys who just don't get that they really don’t get it. A clueless crowd of ridiculous macho caricatures who have no idea what it means to be a real Man, let alone a real Husband, Father, Lover or Partner. I look at these "men" and then I look at my boys and I think to myself: I did not go through hours upon hours of excruciating sitting-in-the-chair-while-you-were-being-birthed just to have you go down the wrong path.

 
So I need to learn my kids and learn them well. But I also know that I cannot be with them every step of the way and eventually they will glean habits and intell from society at large, however broken that society may be. That...all of that...led me to my mission: Teach the men of the world to be real Men, in a blatant attempt to make my parenting job a little less frustrating.

 
Who then is my target audience? Well that is completely open to debate. I'll offer a touch of insight and then let you choose who should or should not take a swig from my Fountain Soda of Knowledge.


Ladies: This is not a place to bash the penile possessors. Yes, I will no doubt call out annoyances as I see fit but it is very important that you realize I am not here to belittle the entire male species. There are a whole bunch of guys out there who already think like I do, who already know how to be spectacular. Some of you have already found them; others might want to check their local Friend Zone.

 
Fellas: Many of you will find this blog purely entertaining and filled with a spectacular set of Wits. For that you can thank me later. And you other guys? I'll say this: If you read something here that sounds like I'm making fun of You in particular, chances are you should really read this more often...and more carefully...and slower...possibly re-writing it 1000x on loose leaf paper.

 
As for what topics I’ll be covering, well the list is as long and varied as the types of people who swear they don’t enjoy porn. There’ll be a little something for everyone. Most posts will follow me through a particular portion of my normal day as I attempt to keep my wife Smiling, my children Breathing, my car Running, my film projects Filming and my day gig Sucking (I’ve resigned myself to that one).

 
I shall do my best to keep most posts Family Friendly but in the event that a particular rant finds itself a touch more Blue I will always, always give a fair amount of proper warning, unlike Karma, burrito-laden-digestive-tracks or selfish lovers.

 
So strap in, get comfy and pour yourself a nice glass of something. I’ll do my best to keep the posts coming regularly and you do your best to share the knowledge. Hopefully between us both we can do something simple, like change the world one dumbass at a time.

 

-pc