As men of the world, we often feel the need to give advice to those we think may need it. This is perfectly fine and in fact, it is something that is encouraged within the League of Savage Gentlemen. But occasionally, our nuggets of wisdom seem to fall on deaf ears...
There seems to be this impression that there are wolves at the gate regarding masculinity. To me, it feels like a mangy raccoon that is more of an annoyance than anything. Sure, it might get into the trash and there is a small possibility it could have rabies. But is it really something we should fear?