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Can you imagine a state where a girl is allowed to use the boys’ lavatory and compete to become prom king? If you imagined California, you are correct.

A story ran on the AP wire over the weekend about a female candidate for Fresno High School prom king. That’s right, king. Planning to sport a tuxedo, Cinthia Covarrubias, a transgender sometimes called Tony, hopes to emerge victorious against six boys also vying for the crown.

You see, California has this law, called the California Student Safety and Violence Prevention Act of 2000, that, among other things, allows a school student to assume a gender du jour — enabling him/her to choose a corresponding name, lavatory, and dress code — without facing discrimination.

At first, officials at this school of 2,700 students didn’t want to permit a girl to compete for prom king, but they heeded the district’s lawyers, who had recommended adding Covarrubias’s name to the ballot to comply with the 2000 state law. Said Vice Principal Sheila Uriarte: “We always want to do the right thing by our students. This is why we came to this decision.”

In a politically correct society, steeped in relativism, just what is the “right” thing? I thought that right vs. wrong, according to secular progressives, is an ancient concept. Fresno, knowingly or unknowingly, put another nail in the male coffin. So, how are men at large responding to this nonsense? With their typical defeatist resignation and acquiescence.

Imagine how the Fresno school district’s decision will affect boys. What will it communicate to them about a boy’s identity, his sexuality, his place in society, his purpose, his importance, his significance?

Fresno, along with the rest of the country, is telling boys — and all males — that they are irrelevant. We learned this recently from the false accusation and fortunate exoneration of three lacrosse players at Duke University. Lots of American mothers of sons watched three boys falsely accused of rape and dragged through the mud for 13 months, almost ruined in the process. Did you see one “million-mother march” protesting this atrocity against boys? Send me the videoclip.

A Boy’s Life

The typical American boy grows up in a home with no father — either because of the 50% divorce rate or the 37% out-of-wedlock birthrate — adopting his mother’s demeanor, attitudes, and biases. He knows that his father is financially ruined from alimony — if his parents were married — and child support. He doesn’t even wonder why his mommy got the house, the SUV, and child custody. That’s the way it is.

Instead of playing competitive sports (politically correct America doesn’t like the word “competitive” — too masculine), he sits in front of the flatscreen TV his father bought and once watched, bombarded daily with TV sitcoms and commercials showing men and fathers as morons and victims of “comedic” female violence. If he was paying attention to the news recently, he saw that Mary Winkler killed her husband and got only three years in jail — maybe probation and no jail time at all.

The American boy grows up hearing the twin misandric canards that women cause only 5% of domestic violence and fraudulently accuse men of rape only 2% of the time. When he becomes a police officer or DA or judge or legislator or newspaper editor or TV executive, imagine how that rubbish will affect his treatment of other men. You don’t have to imagine: presumption of innocence — in courts and in the media — no longer applies to men.

Our American boy attends a school with a zero-tolerance policy, which states that a girl’s version of a rape or sexual harassment accusation is the version of the incident. He knows that a girl has the right to enter the lavatory with “boys” painted on the door. And, now, he witnesses a tuxedo-wearing girl vying to become prom king, while hearing his vice principal blessing this modern Bizarro World.

He can’t join the Boys Clubs of America because it no longer exists; it is now the Boys & Girls Clubs of America. He can join the Boy Scouts, in which many troopmasters are mothers. He can’t play dodgeball or tag — both outlawed for being too dangerous.

So, what does he do? He listens to violent gangsta rap and plays violent video games. Totally unhealthy. When I was young, boys had numerous options, activities, and outlets for just being boys. We knew what it meant to be a boy. Ask a boy to define that today. He’ll parrot whatever his mommy told him it means.

Eventually, our modern American boy will attend college. If he attends the University of California system in September 2007, he will notice that 56.6% of the incoming class is female. Four years hence, 33% more girls than boys will graduate. By then, women will control 60% of American wealth.

If he is foolish enough to sire children or worse, get married, he will repeat the abysmal experience of his father — loss of custody, wealth, and parental influence — and his son will become androgynous, at best, or totally feminized.

The NoNonsense Bottom Line

I have given up exhorting men to take their fight to the legislative bodies. Elected officials — most of them men — don’t care about men. Consequently, men have to be men in their daily lives. This doesn’t mean belittling or abusing women. This means believing that they are equal in value to women — most men don’t — and treating women like equals. It means that they must delete every stored thought in their brains that even remotely resembles “deference to women.”

If a woman can talk the tough talk of becoming commander in chief of our armed forces, if she can earn $16M per year as CBS News anchor, if she can pilot a space shuttle, then she must walk the tough walk of responsibility, obligation, sacrifice, and hard knocks. She cannot claim, at once, that women are tough and equal — and also delicate and fragile and underpaid. Why don’t men get this logic?

Men must have the testicular fortitude to draw lines in the sand. If men hold themselves to tough standards, they must require the same of women. Unfortunately, to be a man in America has come to mean prostrating himself to women — even making them kings. Does this mean that the king on the chessboard soon will wear a dress? Why not — the queen already has more power.

If a man can deduce the outcome of a football game at the final two-minute warning, why can he not conclude that, unless he takes action — and fast — his fate is virtually sealed in the American Gynocracy?

It is time for each American man to decide whether he is a king or a queen, and actually know the difference.

About the Author

Marc H. Rudov is an internationally recognized author of 50+ articles and the books Under the Clitoral Hood: How to Crank Her Engine Without Cash, Booze, or Jumper Cables (ISBN 9780974501727), and The Man’s No-Nonsense Guide to Women: How to Succeed in Romance on Planet Earth (ISBN 0974501719).

Rudov’s books, articles, blog, and podcasts are available at TheNoNonsenseMan.com.

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