Pt 1: Fragile Mars Man

As I enter stage left, after a long sabbatical, I thank those of you that have continued to support BGGUIDE.NET.  You’ll notice some changes over the next few months as I re-imagine this site…

As we all know the only thing guaranteed in this life is change…

On to the post shall we…

Ah well..where to start.  Since I’m coming off the worst bout of writer’s block I’ve ever experienced, I’m not quite sure.  I have too much to write about…so much that I’ve been thinking about.  Maybe I should do a series called “BROTHAS CONFUSE THE HELL OUT OF ME!”  Yep. Sounds right to me.

See, I’m not one of those people that tries to “diagnose” black men’s maladies.  Wait is “maladies” too harsh of a word?  Ah well…the point is, I don’t walk around pronouncing myself an expert on Black men or Black manhood or the plight of the Black man, etc. That’s not my place, I’m still working on me, ya feel me. And while I will cite trends and commonalities, I will never try not to generalize Brothas into buckets, because on the real Brothas are the most complex specimen of life on this Earth.

And when I say COMPLEX…I MEAN COMPLEX. Complex…emotional beings from Mars.  Complex, emotional, and stubborn beings from Mars. Complex, emotional, stubborn and fragile beings from Mars.

Fellas, is it really that hard to open up and let someone care for you solely for the purpose of wanting to be there for you, no strings attached?  What is this whole “I’m dealing with it thing.”   What is this whole, “ I can’t show you my human side because of fear that I’ll be less of a man in your eyes…” thing?

I blame society for not allowing brothas to feel like they can be free to show emotion and to seek support from the people around them, that want to love them in their entirety. I blame society for making men feel like they can’t be fragile, that they can’t seek love and comfort in their time of pain, sorrow, and confusion.

Damnit Cyrano (check out the play Cyrano de Bergerac if you need a reference…lol).

It makes me think of the whole notion that Men Cry in the Dark. Why cry in the dark…when you have somebody that wants to hold you and help you through the tears?

And when you push us away so that you can “deal”…what is the incentive for coming back?

Ah well…

P.S. I love Adele and her video for “Chasing Pavements” clearly fits my mood right now…

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