Gnosis:
So essentially, the homosexual movement despises masculinity? Again, I think you’re doing little more than placing your argument on the shaky pillars of prejudice.
Yes. Because all the arguments for the homosexual movement do. Disparaging true masculinity is an indispensable crutch of the movement as the rest of your post shows.
Gnosis:
What the homosexual movement, among others, does resist is the notion that there is a specific way in which one must act if he or she is a given gender.
And what we say, is that your gender is defined by your body and your body is real. Therefore, your gender is a part of objective reality and you cannot rationalize your way out of it.
Questions like “can men have babies?” stymie the lesbian feminists like Mary Daly. Apparently, the court is still out on that one despite the obvious answer. This is the type of utter confusion the movement ironically pushes as clarity.
Gnosis:
I am a homosexual myself. I have never fit into the masculine persona that I was handed. The result has been rather corrosive to my self image. This does not mean that I hate masculinity, I only hate the fact that I was so pressured to conform to others ideas of what a male should be.
As for Brokeback, I would say that the characters were very masculine. They were cowboys, who worked with their hands, who wrestled and were tough. Ennis showed a very limited range of emotions. They fit into the male archetype perfectly…oh, except for one thing, they liked guys.
Everyone conforms to some extent or other. Everyone chaffs at authority at times – even faithful Catholics. The faithful ones do not find excuses to cave in to animal desires and call it freedom.
As for your take on traditional masculinity, you probably should have asked for one because cowboy is not it. (But cowboy is how the homosexual movement would have you define it.) You can be a shy, sensitive, soft-handed intellectual and still be an authentic man.
An authentic man does not show love by being cloying and possessive. An authentic man knows he was born stronger than a woman and uses his strength to protect the weak and innocent from the tyranny of evil. This includes helping those who are at a disadvantage economically, physically, psychologically, and spiritually.
An authentic man finds his purpose in his work. He puts away childish things. He is not a bully who victimizes the weak because in doing so, he reveals a shameful weakness of character. He knows the important difference between
dying to self and
self-destruction. He works to spread peace and happiness through the stability he offers society in the form of his sacrifice.
An authentic man lives by a code that acts as a moral guide in times of confusion when fast action is needed. He does not dedicate his time to blurring the lines between good and evil and if he is an exemplary man, he will even elect to die for that good. He never confuses compassion with abuses like favoritism, coddling suck-ups, and caving in to sexual gratification.
The characters in Bb do many things, and in all those things they fall far short of the definition above. “Die to self” would be the last words you would expect to hear from their lips. It is almost as if they confuse longing for carnal boredom the way they casually use several partners as filler for downtime.
Their selves, like your self, reigns supreme. What it wants, it gets by torturing your conscience into hating good and loving gluttony. Self image was the crux of your conversion. This is the very image in which the homosexual movement is cast: torturing its heretics into submission by violent innuendo, suggestion, and force.
The above definition of what an authentic man is is not unattainable by any means. Many will still strive for it even if they fall short at times.
Far too few men think it is worth the effort. That is why boys in this society are more likely to drop out of high school now. They spent their entire lives learning their innate gender is innately inferior and to distrust their own biology as a tool of evil (aka heretics of the culture of death).