Men Don't Cry


Women complain that men wear egg shell jackets. They are cold, don’t show emotion, proof that they just don’t care.

Men used to cry when they were little, but mothers dried their tears and told them men don’t cry. Sometimes the pain was too much, and they cried because parents did not have money for the school trip to another state. Fathers hid their own pain by grabbing both shoulders and told sons men don’t cry.

Little boys cry because they are little and because they’re human beings. Girls too. One of my favorite books is All In. It’s about Sweden and the stock exchange. I know nothing about that country and that’s why I buy books, to learn. In one of the chapters, the little girl held her brother in her arms while he cried because the mother, one of the richest women in Sweden did not come home. Normal behaviour between older sister and younger brother. The LGB … alphabet, will capitalize on that and label the boy a girl.

He cried because he was in pain. He doesn’t have any concept of being a boy, to the extent that he wants to chop of his thing. Eight year old boys don’t know anything about sex, whereas the LGB ….. alphabet is about sex.  It thinks sex 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. Some of them are not capable of having sex with women. That’s why they experiment outside nature.

No problem, be gay, bisexual, lesbian and queer, your alphabet allows it. We said it before, we say it again, experiment as much as you want but not on children. Sex is private. It is outside the classroom, outside the school gate and definitely not on the school bus. It has its time. That’s why parents, owners of children wait for the right time. There are customs and rituals in most societies about birds and bees.

What is unbelievable about trans gender terrorism is that we scream privacy at every waking moment, but allow strangers to deprive parents the right to sit down with their kids, and tell them how they were born.

“Mom, dad, the teacher said there’s nothing like men and women. I can even change how I look and become a girl.”

By: Nonqaba waka Msimang.

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