What's interesting is that both men and women are struggling with this issue in remarkably similar percentages, but the big difference is that women tend to talk about this when men keep it silent.
There is no greater call to service than that of our brave men and women who serve our country in combat across the globe.
It seems like women don't want men to be men anymore. They want men to be women. But they really don't want what they say they want. It's very weird.
The old boy network is still very strong and very true. Just look at the stock exchange and how many men and women are there. It is still very much run by men.
What we call Man's power over Nature turns out to be a power exercised by some men over other men with Nature as its instrument.
I think the fallacy is to think that Women's Liberation meant that men and women would become interchangeable. That has not happened, and most men and women would not want it to happen.
We are men, and propose to live like men in this free land, without the contamination of slave labor, or die like men, if need be, in asserting the rights of our race, our country, and our families.
Through the centuries, over 1.2 million brave men and women have given their lives for our nation.
Men and women are most alike at their most mature and soulful levels. Men and women are most different only at their most immature and merely physical levels.
Bring me men to match my mountains: Bring me men to match my plains: Men with empires in their purpose and new eras in their brains.
Ordinary men earns responsibility towards their family, extraordinary men earns duty towards their nation.
Big houses are not build by big or powerful men but rather by ambitious and determined men. Their achievements make them big/powerful men
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