It’s interesting that a Lion who roars and who is King of the jungle is surrounded by female lions whose job it is to carry out the work of his kingdom. The model does reflect older human cultures, that is, more traditional cultures than our modern one.
The male lions defend and protect the pride because they are bigger in stature. They frolic with the female lions (if the females find them suitable mates) – making more lions. Then, they help hunt occasionally if a beast like a buffalo demands extra wrestling to subdue.
This scenario reminds me of the hen and rooster relationship in nature: the scientifically observable, biological partnership that has existed and sustained hens and humans for all of time. I have to say that the great noise of a rooster, or a lion is useful in times of danger. Sex is great. But, the male of each of these species is a demonstrable failure carrying out the work characteristic of females.
It makes sense that a male does not show themselves in weakness necessarily. A predator will make off with his mate, or mother, or his young otherwise. So, human men should not be made to feel they are wanting in sentiment. They are on duty in a large part, active duty, always which must be exhausting.
Although male lions are often seen lingering in the sun, quite relaxed and happy, like Lyle, my small house lion after he eats. He is happy because he can take a break from his lion duties and the lioness (or me in this case) is taking care of things. A predator must take on several lionesses (I am told who are quite terrifying) in order to threaten the king while He sleeps. That is why he is able to rest. The king has capable counterparts.
I believe for any sanity to be restored to male and female relationships, we have to understand nature. The nature of every creatures is not the same. There are delicate men, whose brain power is astonishing. But, don’t necessarily do well in rough and tumble sports: artists, scientists, and scholars, for example.
There are women who excel in sports. Female hockey is not a sport of pounding and thrashing and fun-having (at least the men look like they are enjoying it.) Women hockey players are more artful to watch. They do not have the brawn necessarily to overpower their opponent by pounding so they use their brains instead. It’s more like a chess game on an ice skating rink. (I try, and try, and try- to figure out what move a player will make next. But, I can’t. That is why she is a professional hockey player and I am not.)
Some females have to be terrifying, like mother hens and lionesses. Soldiers operating the Isreali Missile Defense System. I am told by someone ‘in the know’ that female soldiers respond more quickly to signals; they are more flexible and adaptable than their male counterparts. (Women used to be called ‘sensitive’ but in a derogatory way).
Our nation will never be the same again. We are not going back to any imagined ‘good old days.’ That decades long regime is failing. Our original institutions have been overthrown in pursuit of a global world order (an economic empire controlled by the powerful and enforced by its never ending wars).
It may seem our last days. But, I believe it is our finest days. We will be free from the tyranny that has enslaved us our whole lives. Rooarrrr!!