This is the first part in a seven part series which will be released over the next seven days.
The reasoning behind this series is that I have a difficult time putting out content consistently as I am living the hell out of my life. My son made the All-Star baseball team and I’m coaching 4x a week, training for the Army, reading, leading my wife and daughter on crazy adventures, etc.
It’s the life of a family man and one I deliberately chose. The issue is, I also suffer the burden of having a writer’s mind and the lack of writing leads to a build-up of tension and mental clutter.
My intention with the 7 for 7 series is not only to provide quality content for a week straight, but also to help kick start myself into a more consistent routine with regards to writing and publishing.
My main goal is to stop going a month with nothing then jamming out 10 essays in a day. I need to get back into the flow and make my mission more of a priority.
With all of that said, the first post is about my son, a few days ago I come home from work and we have a conversation which goes something like this:
Him: Dad, I have to talk to you about something.
Me: What’s up buddy?
Him: I got into a fight today with Jackson.
Me: Hey little lady (daughter) why don’t you go outside? Babe (wife), take her for a walk, I want to talk to the boyo alone.
Me: Tell me what happened.
*Before he told his story, my mind went through a thousand different scenarios:
- Why is my son getting into a fight at 7 years old?
- What the fuck is wrong with the camp he is at? Why are boys beating the shit out of each other?
- Boys fight, this is no big deal.
- I raised my son better than to be some punk.
- I hope he won.
- Did he fight for the right reason…?
Him: Jackson was pulling kids shirts and pushing the little kids on the ground. They told him to stop and he wouldn’t.
Me: Go on…
Him: Well he wouldn’t stop so I told him to stop then he tried to push me on the ground, but I tackled him, we wrestled, then I got on top of him and I punched him in the face.
Me: Then what happened?
Him: The counselor pulled me off of him and we both got into trouble. Are you mad at me?
*I considered it all, played it in my head 100 times, then I took a deep breath
Me: I’m not happy that you got into a fight, though I am proud that you made the decision to act instead of letting someone else get pushed around. I don’t want you thinking that getting into fights is cool, because it isn’t.
The world we live in is a tough one and this isn’t the last fight you’re going to get into. I’m not mad you got in a fight, I’m proud of you for looking out for those who couldn’t look out for themselves and I’m more proud that I heard this from you instead of mom.
You owned it.
You did what you had to do knowing full well what the consequences were. Today you came out on top, another day you might not. It isn’t about winning the fight as much as it is choosing to take action when necessary.
I’m proud of you buddy, but don’t think that means I want you going out picking fights at camp. You fought for the right reason, you’ll never get in trouble for doing what you believe is right.
I share this story as I feel it is important that we, as fathers, recognize that there has to be a masculine filter with which we process each event our sons will go through in their life.
- Societal pressures to conform
They need their father to support and explain the logic behind why they think and act the way they do. They don’t need their dad berating them for following their masculine nature.
I removed the girls because this was a conversation for the men. I allowed him to speak before injecting anything which would taint his delivery of events, along with his reasoning. As fathers raising boys, step back and let them speak to you as you would a man, because our boys are exactly that, men in training.
Some dads would have yelled at their son before he had a chance to explain.
Others would have passed the buck to the mom and told her to deal with it.
Some would have called the other parents and forced their son or his own to apologize and ‘hug it out’.
Then there are the dads who would have gone on for hours about how boys should use their words and that their inclination for physical violence is something which should be repressed and that masculine fire should never be called upon.
Don’t Be Like Those Dads
Process your son’s actions and behaviors like a Red Pill man, a man who has unplugged and is able to see the big picture vs the narrative society spreads.
Sometimes there will be incidents that require the meat to meet the meat, my son threw fists at a boy who was preying on those smaller than him, and I did not nor will I ever punish him for that.
It’s a part of who he is, a part of who we all are as men.
Nobody likes and unfair fight, at least no masculine man I know does.
At the same time, masculinity is not about false bravado or emulating the ‘manly’ caricatures society has created.
- The dad sitting on the porch cleaning his shotgun waiting for his daughter and her date to arrive.
- The dad who has ‘the talk’ with any boy who dates his daughter, threatening to make him disappear if he treats her wrong.
- The father who puts on the fake alpha tough guy appearance and tries to live vicariously through his son, turning him into the fake ‘tough guy’ and bully in school
This isn’t about looking tough and manly, it’s about actually being tough and masculine.
You can develop that warrior spirit in your son by educating him and walking the path by his side, giving input during these critical moments through his rite of passage, yet never doing any of it for him.
We should all be creating our own version of a Modern Day Agoge for the development of our sons.
I’m not happy my son got into a fight, but I am proud he made the decision to act.
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