Pulser No. 004

Casper Haider

Society as a whole has gone soft. They have raised a generation that cries over a mean tweet and, after ten minutes on the treadmill, already sends a message to complain about sore muscles. None of them understand a damn thing. It is simple: men and women have a role, and that role is fixed in your biology, not in the laws of some made-up committee. Women are made to be at home, to raise children, run the household, and make sure the foundations are right. Period. All that talk about “equality” is a fairy tale for people too cowardly to face reality. A real man deals with the outside world, fights for his territory, and keeps order in the house. I do not spend all that time in the gym for nothing; iron does not lie. You lift that weight, or it crushes you. No excuses, no debates, no whining about how you feel. While those other guys spend all day crying at screens and trade their backbone for a pat on the head, at least I still stand for something. Let them talk with their pretty words. When the storm truly breaks, they will all run crying back to their mothers. The only ones left will be those with the strength to stand.