I was talking with a buddy and his lady the other day about them possibly getting a dog.
I love dogs, so obviously I was trying to sell them on the idea.
We went from talking about breeds to the specifics, like should they get pet insurance and so on.
Finally, the conversation dove into how stupid regulations are, namely the fact that my dog is banned in 7 countries.
If you’ve ever met Teddy, my 3-year old dogo Argentino, you’d know he’s an absolute sweetheart. The guy’s a teddy bear (hence the name).
Granted, at 110 pounds of solid muscle, you wouldn’t want to break into my house if Teddy’s inside. But isn’t that the point?
Part of the point of owning a dog is, of course, companionship, but they’re also working animals. They serve a purpose. Part of Teddy’s purpose is to protect and defend the house, especially when I’m not home.
Some governments – be they national, provincial, state, or municipal – look at the capacity a dog has to do harm to other dogs or humans, and they punish owners (by making them pay higher for licensing or insurance) or by outright banning the dog, regardless of what the evidence says.
For instance, chihuahuas bite more humans than pitbulls.
And dogo’s, well, they’re not even on the list – any list for that matter.
If you know dogs you’ll know it’s 100% dependent on the owner. If the owner is a prick, then the dog is likely going to react accordingly.
Punishing the masses for a few bad apples is always horrific policy.
Regardless, Teddy is a wonderful companion, and a GREAT guard dog.
That’s his purpose.
It’s also MY purpose, and YOUR purpose.
While we’re here to provide for others, to lead others, to inspire and motivate and so on, we’re also here to defend.
That’s our role.
Men are bred over thousands upon thousands of years to guard the village and city gates from other men and animals who would do its inhabitants harm.
Just like societies try to limit or even ban dogs who have the capacity for danger, they’re trying to make our men softer, more timid and malleable.
You have to fight that.
I have to fight that.
While we need to be caring, kind, and good, if we don’t accompany that with the capacity for danger, it’s all for nought.
And while you’re going to the gym to build bigger muscles, to get lean, and to increase your testosterone levels, you’re also there to train your body to be dangerous, and to have that potential running through your veins.
Because, as a man, in the end, it’s not about you.
You’re dangerous so those around you can be free, safe, and creative.
You’re dangerous so those around you don’t have to worry.
You’re dangerous because that’s what real men have been since before Moses wore short pants.
Take this quest with you next time you’re in the gym, and I guarantee you’ll put more into your training because when you think of your purpose on these terms, there’s a heck of a lot more at stake from your training.
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