The Cavalry is Not Coming and Other Moments of Clarity
There is a lot of talk about "owning your privilege." Allow me to make an attempt at owning mine. One of the things about my life that I am increasingly aware is very unusual for a straight man of my age is that I have a handful of very close, very deep male friendships. There are three or four (depending on the circumstances) people that I have known for a very long time (20+ years) and with whom I feel comfortable sharing personal things--struggles, fears, losses, disappointments. And these people have shared similar things in their lives with me. This has been an enormous blessing in my life, one of the top two or three blessings that I have received. But it has one notable downside, and has created a notable blindspot. Because I know these guys so well, and so intimately, they form the baseline for what I think men as a whole are like. Or, more accurately, they form a sample set from which I extrapolate my back-of-the-envelope estimates of wha...