Diddy?? Yeah, DIDDY??

What shall I write about today?? Humh?? You get all excited and real comment happy when I write about relationships. But then there was that time I wrote about the light/dark skinned thing–y’all loved that. Well how about this…Can a woman raise a man?? Can a man raise a lady?? Can a dog raise a cat?? Can a fish raise a squirrel?? Huh? Answer me!!!

I observe stuff. And sometimes, believe it or not, I just sit quietly and reflect. Usually on Sunday mornings or when I’m in my car. Speaking of Sunday mornings, I got the chance to catch a bit of T.D. Jakes this weekend. That man is something special. Almost made me want to get up and go to church just to see something like this live. To see the good old fashion, tapping hanky to sweaty brow, jumping all around, pimp, I mean minister speak the Word!! But alas, my bed is way to comfy to leave before 10:30!!

Back about five years ago, I came to the startling conclusion that some men were just penis having women. With the exception of the penis and their sexual preference, their reactions to situations, their speech patterns even, were replicas of women. Their personalities, the way they did things came across very feminine. And I don’t mean gay. At that point, I just chalked it up to them being raised by women because 80% of them were. Or raised in homes where the man in the home was a piss poor example.

That was then and I don’t by any means believe that now. Maybe those guys were just young and hadn’t matured enough to exude those man characteristics I recall from all the men who helped raise me. Or maybe, my memories of those men are off because I observed then when I was a so young. And remember, I didn’t say 100% of the men were b*tch-made. The 20% that stood out, they have continued to stand out. And maybe, to someone else, those 80% fit their definition of man. I’ll be honest. I like manly men!! I have tried the metro-sexual. I don’t need a man prettier than me. I don’t need a man who talks on the phone more than me. I don’t need a man who chomps at the bit for gossip cus hell, I don’t even do that (anymore). Blee-yuck!! I like the man who is all about his manshyt. Don’t act like y’all don’t know I’m mostly traditional.

But the question still remains…Can a woman raise a man?? (Which could also be posed: Can a man raise a lady?) And is that what has really been happening? All men had teachers, barbers, older brothers, grand-fathers, or uncles that influenced their lives. Maybe even a step-father. Right?? So that would mean that the excuse ‘He had no good examples’ can’t really account for the piss-poor behaviors. The same stands true for women. You can’t get away with saying, “She’s dumb/a whore/etc. because she had no good examples.”

I don’t know. I can’t even pretend to know. My logical mind tells me that some of those mens’ positive traits had to rub off on that boy. However, what if that boy never developed anything more than surface relationships with these men?? What if these men never took the boy aside and had ‘man talks’ with him? What if all this boy saw was his abusive step-father, the womanizing barber, and the f*ck-up of an older brother?? Does that become his definition of man?? Where and how does he get those building-blocks that will make him into the men they weren’t?? Any answers??

Is it possible that the definition of man will change based on a disconnect between our generation and that before us?? Is it possible that all the great characteristics my mother tells me my grandpa had (He died when I was a baby.), those things no longer fit today’s definition of man? Can’t be. So then the question is, what the hell happened to our generation? Why are so many of us (men and women) lazy and accepting of the status quo? Why do so many of us not want to do better than our parents? Why do so many of us not see the value in family?

And before I forget, how the hell could Puff Daddy (His throw-back name.) sit with a straight face and announce that he changed his name from P.Diddy to Diddy?? *eyeroll* His damn name is Sean Combs!!! His momma calls ‘em Sean, I’m gonna call ‘em Sean!!