When the OSU attack began, OSU Emergency Management tweeted, ‘Buckeye Alert: Active Shooter on campus. Run Hide Fight. Watts Hall. 19th and College.’
The following is taken from Doug Giles’ best-seller, The Effeminization Of The American Male
Back in the caveman days, if some cave bastard from some other tribe tried to steal a man’s brontosaurus ribs, or the wheel he just invented, or his hot cavewoman, or they tried to harm his snaggle-toothed cave brood, the man under attack would find the nearest pterodactyl bone and commence beating the living crap out of said thievenous cave thug.
And he would usually beat the moron to death. Like in splat.
And if he didn’t kill the cave thug, he would’ve definitely left one of those massive, cartoon-sized lumps on their head.
The aforementioned was what was considered normal for man up until the 1960s when the man-haters began the systematic emasculation of the male collective, trying to eradicate any and all semblance of this primal, protective funk from their constituent junk and turn them into a squealy, 21st-century-hipster liberal.
Indeed, primitive man understood that to him belonged the responsibility not only to provide for himself and his family, but also the duty of beating the shit out of any man or animal that threatened his familia’s existence.
The men who had this protective prowess; who did not curl up in the corner of their cave in the fetal position behind a stalagmite, suck their thumbs and wet their hamster loincloths were the ones who were afforded the right to propagate.
Yep, the primal man did not need to rely on The Cave Police Department, or The Cave National Guard, or Brinks Cave Security Systems.
Oh, heck no. Check it out…
He was the front line of defense. He was there to jack you up.
He was the first responder.
He was the security system.
He was the standing army.
He was the cop on duty.
It was his job to protect everyone, everywhere and at all times, and God help the dumb ass if they transgressed or trespassed on that which was under his care.
Now, fast forward several million years to now and the ubiquitous metrosexual males who’d run screaming like… well… a metrosexual male when serious shiite hits the fan in their presence.
No doubt, one of the many sad things about our nation’s multitudinous, iPostured, twenty-something males is that a great swath of them don’t know how to protect themselves, much less their girlfriends or wives or their poor kids, should things go to hell in a handbasket.
A true dude will beat the be-Jesus out of someone who threatens his family.
A true man will double-tap the center mass of any jackass that seeks to hurt or harm loved ones and innocent people.
Now… if you feel like you’re lacking in this protective spirit I have four simple things to make you come alive as a full-fledged bad-ass. So… pull out your journal, little hipsters and start taking notes.
To wake up this latent protective instinct that God hard-wired you with you must do the following:
1. Go get punched in the face.
Like in tonight. Don’t put this off. Have someone knock the crap out of you. You won’t die and you’ll learn you’re more resilient than your mommy, daddy, teacher, pastor, priest and/or therapist thinks you are. If you can’t find someone to punch you in the mouth; at least have your feisty sister slap the snot out of you. Oh, and by the way, most real men and women don’t trust someone who’s never been punched in the face. It’s true. It’s science. Ask
2. Learn how to fight, STAT.
Now that you’ve been punched in the face you should immediately enroll in martial arts or boxing or both and train for at least ten years. Make certain you find the best of the best in your town or city to train you and do not quit until you become a force of nature.
3. Learn how to use weapons.
I’m talkin’ guns, knives, baseball bats, nunchucks, whatever. Learn how to expertly wield them. Once you’ve mastered these protective tools, buy an arsenal of them and have them close by at all times because… you… just… never… know.
4. Keep your head on a swivel.
Be alert at all times. Constantly be aware of your surroundings and have General James Mattis’s motto tattooed on your psyche, namely, “Be polite, be professional, but have a plan to kill everybody you meet.” And remember, when seconds count the police are minutes away.
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ClashDaily.com’s, Editor-In-Chief, Doug Giles addresses our nation’s abysmal wussification in his NEW book …
The Effeminization Of The American Male
by Doug Giles
Doug Giles, best-selling author of Raising Righteous And Rowdy Girls and Editor-In-Chief of the mega-blog, ClashDaily.com, has just penned a book he guarantees will kick hipster males into the rarefied air of masculinity.
That is, if the man-child will put down his frappuccino; shut the hell up and listen and obey everything he instructs them to do in his timely and tornadic tome.
In The Effeminization Of The American Male, Giles takes ‘Crispin’ from the unaccomplished, prissy and dank corridors of ‘Wussville’ up the steep, treacherous and unforgiving trail that leads to ‘Mantown.’
“Secretly, everybody’s getting tired of political correctness, kissing up. That’s the kiss-ass generation we’re in right now. We’re really in a p*ssy generation.” – Clint Eastwood
This is definitely one of the most politically incorrect books to ever hit the market.
It will most certainly offend the entitled whiners, but it will also be a breath of fresh air to young males who wish to be men versus hipster dandies.
Doug Giles, Creator of ClashDaily.com and author of the #1 Amazon best-seller, The Effeminization Of The American Male, has created a coloring book just for the fragile little college snowflakes.
Check this out from Amazon.com’s product description …
Dear College Student:
Here’s a coloring book just for you! We know you’re angry that Trump got elected so we’re here to help exorcise your devils and give you some much-needed relief through coloring.
If you haven’t ever colored before, here are some tips to help you draw a pretty picture that you can cherish for years to come.
It’s pretty simple. Just try to stay inside the lines. That’s it. Have fun and use all your crayons. Make your Mommy and Daddy proud. Hell, who knows … they might even put it on their refrigerator for all your friends and relatives to see!
God bless you, little Tinkerpot.
Doug tells us his new coloring book ‘is very offensive, will definitely melt snowflakes, and God & Country lovin’ Americans will howl with laughter over its contents’
Available now at Amazon: