The compliment I love to pay to women at the grocery store
I love to shop maskless.
It is, of course, the only way I shop, and I hope the same is true for you.
Even with many of the mandates on hold, the face masks are everywhere.
Guys, girls, little kids — everywhere.
It’s a total tragedy to me, because I realize the harm being done to a child,
To the sick,
To the elderly,
But also to the healthy.
Everyone.
Everyone is harmed by the mask wearing.
And once or twice per shopping trip, I see something . . . I see a man and a woman arm-in-arm, deeply in love, walking maskless.
“These are the times that try men’s souls,” wrote Thomas Paine in the aptly named The American Crisis.
To have a man like that, in a time like this, is a special thing. It leads a woman — who gets what is going on — to understand a new dimension of what it means to be with a man — to be with a solid, unshakable, rock, who sees the world for what it is. Meanwhile, every other man runs around like Chicken Little clucking about how the sky is falling.
Not her man.
And because of that, no matter what storms the outside world offers, their home is stable.
When I see that couple, I let them know what I think, but seldom are many words needed.
“Oh! Look at this! No mask!” I say to both of them.
Then I slow down, look the lady in the eye and say, “Tell me, how does it feel being with a real man?”
I never know quite what to expect, but the answer is always from a very feminine and loving heart. It is a beautiful thing to see a woman open up about how she adores her man, and to a complete stranger.
Our era says she’s not supposed to talk about how she adores her man. That does not stop her. She cares not about such prescriptions forced on society by miserable femi-nazis.
The two walk off affirmed, often turning extra-cuddly within a few steps.
Invariably, because I’m so loud with my praise for her man, there is always that guy within earshot, who a different era might have mistakenly called a man, with a gallon of skim milk in his hand and a camouflage or Gadsden Flag face mask on, who hears my praise of the real man and says “What about me?”
Yeah. What about you, chump?
Allan Stevo
P.S. Is someone in your life still hiding behind a face mask?
Leave him a print out of this email sticking out of a copy of Face Masks in One Lesson.