I expect several people may be upset by this but, any REAL men over the age of 50 will understand.
I have been in the habit of meeting with other men for coffee nearly every morning for over 40 years. It started when I was a young contractor. Over the years, some have died and some have moved away but we always managed to pick up new acquaintances along the way. The group has changed but the dynamic of the meetings has not. Now, at the age of nearly seventy years, I am the youngest of the remaining five men. So, what holds us together?
Just guy stuff; that’s all! At our ages, we repeat stuff but that's okay because we forget stuff, too. It’s the same old stories (that get more unbelievably fantastic and embellished every time they are repeated), the same stupid jokes, and THE SAME INSULTS.
That’s right, every morning is NON-STOP INSULTS.
You see, we all grew up during a time when boys were taught how to roll with the punches.
When someone on the playground called us names, we responded with snappy little self-defense retorts like, “Sticks and Stone can break my bones, but words will never hurt me!” Or “I know you are but what am I?” Or my favorite, “I may be fat but you’re ugly and I can diet!”
We didn't consider that bullying. We didn't run to "tattle" to the teacher. We knew what real bullies were. And we were taught how to stand up to, and fight them, if necessary.
Today, everything that offends someone or hurts someone’s feelings is called bullying. That’s because too many young men have been sissified by unmarried mamas who have trained them to be emotional wrecks. They run to safe spaces and cry whenever they hear something that doesn’t agree with them.
Not so with REAL, MATURE MEN. So, in our early morning coffee shop meetings, we have polished and perfected the manly art of sarcastic insults. There are NO LIMITS. We make fun of each other and we insult each other’s physical appearances, disabilities, behaviors, and even stupidity. Nobody is immune. And at the end of the hour we all say goodbye and then we reassemble the next morning and it starts all over again. That’s what men do. And that’s how men express their affection for each other (although most of us would deny that there is any “affection”).
So, when two old guys, who work together, make seemingly insulting remarks, Most of us old guys are not necessarily concerned. When one old guy named Rex calls another old guy named Donald, a moron; and when Donald retorts that his I.Q. is higher than Rex’s, I don’t see a problem.
Donald Trump and Rex Tillerson are on the same team and are working toward the same objectives. I just see two good old boys acting like good old boys.
For all the rest of you easily offended snowflakes; just deal with it.