I like women. I really like women, and not just in a stereotypically male manner. As a high school English teacher, most of my colleagues are women. Yes, it’s certainly pleasing to see women–men are wired that way–but I like them because they are female, because they are different than men, because they see things differently, feel things differently.
Mrs. Manor is my best friend, bar none. I would rather do anything–or nothing–with her than anyone else. Equality? Of course, but with the understanding that in all things, people have different strengths and weaknesses, and being male or female makes a difference, in many ways.
The good folks over at The Truth About Guns, for whom I do a weekly article, have posted my most recent piece titled “The Truth About Armed Self Defense For Women.”
These days, we often find ourselves on the opposite sides of lines crudely drawn by people that seem to relish keeping the pot stirred. Those of us that care deeply about women, that cherish them not only for their humanity but their feminine qualities, are blatantly accused of waging a war on women by the same people who want to ensure that women–and men–are disarmed, easy prey for two-legged predators.
My war is, in part, fought to ensure that women have the means to preserve their lives. That’s the topic of the article. If you have a few minutes, it may be worth your time.