A rant.

I was watching a movie.
It was violent... Probably Fight Club or Boondock Saints.

I don't know.

My mother walked into the room.

She asked; “Why do males enjoy violence?”

I lied; I said I didn't know.

It's because we're stupid and competitive, we want to show that we're better.
We want to show that we are the alpha male; the one who can kill you.
Faster, stronger, smarter... No, not smarter, you don't need that. You need cleverness and intelligence to 'win,' but you don't need to be smart.

It's just the primal urge.

Kill.
Sex.
Evolve.

But now, what are we evolving?

Better looks?

Bigger penises?

Perkier breasts?

Maybe intelligence...

No, we've got google for that. There's your damn collective intelligence.
We've become a hive.

We don't survive with our tribe... Because there is no tribe.

We are one.

But it's a 'one' spawned from the most disgusting and pathetic form of unity.

We are one; one that hates and kills itself.

One that rapes and breaks itself.

We are one that wants to work together, but we can't, because we're too busy working for ourselves.

Men love violence because we're supposed to.

It's been repressed by our society.

Why do women love those ugly little drooling bald things with bags of feces tied to their waists?

Men are sick; we want to hurt the others. We want to win. We want to be better.

Women are no better.

But we're still the hive.

I really enjoyed that movie, whatever it was.