September 08, 2004
a set of balls
You can call me a redneck and a Cracker all you want, but I respect people with a set of balls. I don't mean some strutting rooster with macho oozing like pine sap from every pore, thinking that he's a stud-muffin and every woman's dream. I'm talking about people with courage, dignity and self-reliance. I'm talking about the people who REALLY make this country work.
Hell, I've come to know some wimmen with balls and I respect them, too. And I also realize that acting ballsy is more of a challenge for a woman than it is for a man. Why is that true?
Forget the balls thing. A lot of men don't have them anymore, having been gelded by modern society. But certain virtues endure no matter how hard narrow-minded people try to squelch them. Stand up straight. Walk tall. Be proud of yourself because you EARNED that pride. Don't take any shit from the whine-babies of the world.
It's not impossible to do. It just takes a set of balls.
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