When I walk down the street (5'8", wide hips, narrow shoulders, narrow waist, gross flared ribs and stomach pooch, no facial hair, ugly) and see some 6'"+ chad with real masculine traits (wide clavicles, strong jaw, handsome) and some woman by his side I just think
>there's no way we are both men
And I'm right. How could I possibly be considered a man when people like that exist. He is the touchstone for manliness. The embodiment of how a man appears in our collective conscious. I'm not a man. I'm male but could never be a man. In no way.