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He-Man Woman-Haters Club Goes to Church

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Even Tom Cruise is confused as to how his character in Magnolia materialized into a real-life Evangelical preacher.

Thank the Lord for testosterone. Without it, these guys would have absolutely no way to justify behaving like childish, sexist, sef-indulgent jerks.

The strobe lights pulse and the air vibrates to a killer rock beat. Giant screens show mayhem and gross-out pranks: a car wreck, a sucker punch, a flabby (and naked) rear end, sealed with duct tape.

Brad Stine runs onstage in ripped blue jeans, his shirt untucked, his long hair shaggy. He’s a stand-up comic by trade, but he’s here today as an evangelist, on a mission to build up a new Christian man — one profanity at a time. “It’s the wuss-ification of America that’s getting us!” screeches Stine, 46.

A moment later he adds a fervent: “Thank you, Lord, for our testosterone!”

At least he didn’t say “puss-ification,” right?

Stine’s daylong revival meeting, which he calls “GodMen,” is cruder than most. But it’s built around the same theory as the other experimental forums: Traditional church worship is emasculating.

Hold hands with strangers? Sing love songs to Jesus? No wonder pews across America hold far more women than men, Stine says. Factor in the pressure to be a “Christian nice guy” — no cussing, no confrontation, in tune with the wife’s emotions — and it’s amazing men keep the faith at all.

“We know men are uncomfortable in church,” says the Rev. Kraig Wall, 52, who pastors a small church in Franklin, Tenn. — and is at GodMen to research ways to reach the husbands of his congregation. His conclusion: “The syrup and the sticky stuff is holding us down.”

John Eldredge, a seminal writer for the movement, goes further in “Wild At Heart,” his bestselling book. “Christianity, as it currently exists, has done some terrible things to men,” he writes. Men “believe that God put them on earth to be a good boy.”

Yeah, who ever said religion was about being good?

These manly men even have a theme song:

Forget the yin and the yang
I’ll take the boom and the bang….
Don’t need in touch with my feminine side!
All I want is my testosterone high.

Is it just me, or does this seem a little… juvenile?

Martinson considers the experiments with high-testosterone worship “an important attempt to address at least one aspect of the difficulty Christianity is facing with men.” He just worries it might go too far. “Too often, it turns into the man being in charge of the woman,” he says. “Christianity has been there before, and we learned how wrong it was.”

Or in other words, Seduce and Destroy: worship the cock, tame the cunt. But don’t be in charge of her. That would be wrong. Except when it’s not:

In fact, men taking charge is a big theme of the GodMen revival. At what he hopes will be the first of many such conferences, in a warehouse-turned-nightclub in downtown Nashville, Stine asks the men: “Are you ready to grab your sword and say, ‘OK, family, I’m going to lead you?’ ” He also distributes a list of a real man’s rules for his woman. No. 1: “Learn to work the toilet seat. You’re a big girl. If it’s up, put it down.”

Where else have I heard this sword imagery before?

We get it. You have a cock, and a cock is sort of like sword in that it’s hugely powerful and we should all bow down to it. Moving on.

But some men at the conference run into trouble when they debut their new attitudes at home. Eric Miller, a construction worker, admits his wife is none too pleased when he takes off, alone, on a weekend camping trip a few weeks after the GodMen conference this fall.

“She was a little bit leery of it, as we have an infant,” he reports. “She said, ‘I need your help around here.’ ”

Miller, 26, refuses to yield: “I am supposed to be the leader of the family.”

And everyone knows that the best leaders are deserters.

This quote, though, really illustrates how ridiculous these “manly” movements are. While these men complain about their victimization at the hands of “feminized” churches, it’s their wives who are stuck at home doing the actual work of maintaining their families. And with all the ego-driven talk of leadership and taking charge, I can see how the big family boss might get the idea that he doesn’t actually have to do anything but tell his first mate what to do.

Stine argues that the genteel facade of a Christian nice guy inhibits introspection and substitutes cliches for spiritual growth. GodMen is his attempt to encourage men to get real. His speakers admit to masturbation and adultery. A workshop called “Training the Penis” encourages men to talk openly about temptation and bond with guys who share their struggles.

These guys hold workshops on training their penises as if the cock is some sort of mad dog over which they have no control, and it’s feminists who hate men?

It’s this essentialism that’s always left me confused about these “manly men” groups. They reduce men to charicatures of insensitive, blundering, power-hungry fools, and don’t account at all for variations in personality and interests. There’s nothing wrong with watching sports or drinking beer or blowing shit up or jerking off or cursing; I’ve been known to do a little of all of the above, and they certainly have their pleasures. However, there is something problematic with arguing that interest in these things is inherent to teh cock. And there’s something extremely problematic when the primary definition of “manly” has more to do with control than anything else — and that control is naturally exercised over “the family” (in other words, women and children).

Men who don’t fit into a hyper-masculine mold, then, are left out. Men (like women) already have enough problems trying to negotiate their identities with a social system that dictates how they must behave in order to be acceptable. Their primary duty is to be a breadwinner and a provider. They aren’t supposed to be overly-emotional, especially when the emotion in question is sadness. They’re supposed to be aggressive. They’re supposed to be animalistic when it comes to women, acting as if they can’t control their supposedly baser “instincts” and simultaneously trying to own and control their female partner. Failure to fit into one or all of these categories could mean that you are (1) a failure as a man, or (2) teh gay, which is basically the same thing.

File this one under How Patriarchy Hurts Men, Too.

They even have a website. The tagline: GodMen: where faith gets dangerous.


39 thoughts on He-Man Woman-Haters Club Goes to Church

  1. Sing love songs to Jesus?

    I did always wonder about this one. As a straight, non-Christian, it always seemed to me to be easier to picture God as a woman when talking about loving God (and, c.f. The Song of Songs, using sexual imagery to describe that love). In my religion, there is enough of a tradition of God having a feminine side that this is not a challenge, but I wondered how it works for straight Christian men or lesbians, given that Jesus is definitively male, even if he’s usually illustrated in a somewhat androgynous manner.

  2. While I’m intrigued and would like to know what shit you’ve blown up and under what circumstances, don’t forget that the Feds may be reading.

    Fourth of July, baby. If there’s one good thing about living in Seattle, it’s the fact that all kinds of ridiculous fireworks are available for purchase at nearby reservations. Among things blown up have been golf balls, canteloupes, and a can of kerosene. That last one was a probably a foolish idea.

  3. Hardly a new phenomenon, Lauren. History is littered, and modern America is positively polluted, with strains of Christianity that have pretty much nothing to do with Christ other than using his name. It’s sort of like slapping a Ford symbol on a toaster oven – the two things have nothing to do with each other except in the most superficial ways, and it’s obvious that the toaster oven manufacturer is just trying to play off an established brand name.

  4. Miller, 26, refuses to yield: “I am supposed to be the leader of the family.”

    Is it bad that I’m suddenly flashing back to The Lion King? “Simba, being king doesn’t mean getting your way all the time.”

  5. Funny how “manliness” and “childishness” so often overlap.

    I know that there are men out there who are like this –worshiping football and unable to cry and all other such “manly” stuff — and I am baffled as to how they manage to date women who are not also emotionally stunted sport fanatics. What is the appeal? Someone tell them it’s not appealing!! Tell them they will only get laid if they stop watching football… would that solve things?

    I’m sorry… have been in the vodka tonight.

  6. Brad, dear, you’re a Big Boy. Learn to put the toilet seat back *down* when you are done using it.** And fer gosh sakes, learn how to AIM!

    That’s it — that’s the only response I have to this shit. Other than sputtering incoherently. Look — it’s the Promise Keepers set to bad rock n’ roll!

    ** Put the damn seat down so that the dog/cat doesn’t drink from it (ew!) and the toddler doesn’t fall into it and *drown*. Geez!

  7. Among things blown up have been golf balls, canteloupes, and a can of kerosene. That last one was a probably a foolish idea.

    The golf ball might have been, too. Did you ever hear when you were a kid that there’s an acid in the middle of golf balls that will make you blind? I believe I heard that from Officer Carr at “Safety City.”

    But I can see how seeing the gold ball and especially the canteloupe explode would be hilarious. Why is it funny?

  8. Wait, Heraclitus, you’re asking a woman why something’s funny? Haven’t you learned from His Hitcheness yet?

  9. John Eldredge, a seminal writer for the movement

    Please tell me that the writer did that on purpose, because otherwise that’s the funniest unintentional use of a word ever.

  10. Wait, Heraclitus, you’re asking a woman why something’s funny? Haven’t you learned from His Hitcheness yet?

    Yeah, poor Hitch (“One could blame his truly heroic intake of cocktails.”)

  11. I watched a promo video from the Godmen site. I agree on the point that churches don’t focus enough on how men connect to other men. We have women’s groups and things, why not a men’s group where men can “connect” in the “raw, uninhibited” way that could only occur in the man on man context. What’s with all the praying and hand shaking and communion? Where is the excitement? And I totally agree that women don’t need to be involved; I mean that would just be gross.

    Anyway how do I get to the man on man of God action it sounds totally hawt.

  12. and I am baffled as to how they manage to date women who are not also emotionally stunted sport fanatics. What is the appeal? – Kim

    There are some women who are raised/convinced, etc., that their primary role in life is to be a mother, not only to their children, but also to their male partner: so they find a childish man to whom they can be a parental figure as well as a spouse. I know it sounds gross, but we’ve all seen it (and certainly there are men who try to find a partner to whom they can be a father-figure as well). Have you ever heard some people who complain but sound like they are really bragging about how “childish” their husband/fiance/boyfriend is?

  13. Ya know who probably wouldn’t fit in with the GodMen crowd?

    Jesus.

    I wonder if any of them thought of that.

    (I mean, yeah, there was that one time with the cleansing of the temple, but most of the time it was with the consider the lilies, and blessed are the meek, and whatnot.)

  14. I’m looking, I’m looking, I’m looking, I’m seeing no connection between this Misogynypalooza and anything from any traditional or nontraditional Christian doctrine (or doctrine of any other religion, for that matter). It’s just their way of getting their wives to go along with it; “Honey, I’m going to a church thing,” the wussified men say, and by the time they get back from GodMen, they’ve awakened their inner assholes enough to say, “Woman, I’ve found my power as a man, and now you need to make me a damn pie!” The name says it all; they’re not trying to be men of God, they’re trying to make themselves into gods. And that is pathetic.

  15. Have you ever heard some people who complain but sound like they are really bragging about how “childish” their husband/fiance/boyfriend is?

    Yes. And god, do I hate it! Seriously, what’s so fucking cute/appealling abou that? Is it that finally, you’re an adult and you get to play Mom without changing diapers?

    And I think there’s a male parallel to that, like how “she totally freaks out about the spiders, so I have to take care of them,” and similar fatherly protective things. (Yes, I know, there are lots of women who are the bug squashers/removers while their menfolk howl with horror and run away.) Which also bugs me. Partly because I don’t need no stinkin’ protection, especially from things with exoskeletons, although if I never see another house centipede again, I won’t complain.

  16. I love the juxtaposition of the image you chose to accompany this, as well, as Tom Cruise’s character in Magnolia was anything but the image he presented.

    Maybe Brad really wants a hug?

  17. I did always wonder about this one. As a straight, non-Christian, it always seemed to me to be easier to picture God as a woman when talking about loving God (and, c.f. The Song of Songs, using sexual imagery to describe that love). In my religion, there is enough of a tradition of God having a feminine side that this is not a challenge, but I wondered how it works for straight Christian men or lesbians, given that Jesus is definitively male, even if he’s usually illustrated in a somewhat androgynous manner.

    In the New Testament, the church is referred to as the Bride of Christ.

    There’s a long history of using erotic imagery in Christian worship.

    Mix the two together, and *bam* you have a group of men singing songs like this.

  18. These people must think Jesus was a man’s man. When he wasn’t being compassionate / feeding the hungry / healing the sick, he was out kicking Roman ass and taking names. Then he would come home, say “Mary, get me my weapon. I’m going hunting in the morning. And where’s my pie?”

    I’ve never understood why people find it desirable to be willfully ignorant of basic life skills or to be the ‘parent’ of an able-bodied adult dependent on you for necessities. That would get old real fast.

  19. Brad Stine? As in bad-stand-up-comedian Brad Stine? The one where part of his act involves complaining that it’s cold in Canada? And he’s speaking about being “manly men”?

    Oh sweet irony.

  20. Not only should the seat always be put back down, the lid should be left in the down position after you’re “done.” Otherwise, during flushing, “spray” can travel up to 20 feet outside the bowl. G-rosss! My toothbrush is in there.

  21. Brad Stine. Oh dear.

    The New Yorker did a profile on him several years ago:

    “I was a mainstream artist who wanted everything the secular entertainment industry had to offer, but he—God—had bigger plans.” Stine quit the club circuit, found new management, and started working a different set of rooms, bringing what he calls his “progressive, contemporary-style” humor to a new audience. The enthusiastic response showed Stine that he had at last found his calling—that his career had become a ministry. “What these churches are becoming, as venues, is sort of what those comedy clubs were in the seventies and eighties,” he told me. “It’s this gigantic market of people who literally have never had this before. I’ve been stinkin’ digging for years in this mine, and suddenly it’s like—oh-ho-ho-ho—I’ve struck the mother lode.”

    Classy.

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