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Realistically speaking, my presence here will do nothing. All of the retardedness we see here in Cupids Corner is a societal trend. The retardedness has firm, deep roots in environmental causes, whether it is social, psychological, or economic.
No single man can stand against the tide, especially when that tide is a raging tsunami from a primaeval crack from the faultlines of the collective psyche.
Look at all the values being preached in here by the masses (and by the masses I certainly do not mean our heroes and luminaries like Silverhawk, Baronic, Darklight, and a hundred others).
What are these values? Male submissiveness. Sexual vassalage. The comfort of the familiar as opposed to the passion of adventure. Contentment with mediocrity, as opposed to passion for greatness. Asexuality, not desire. Perverse and warped desires, in place of healthy sexuality. Voyeurism, in place of the actual capacity for experience. Grandeur, not reality. Shame, not pride. Guilt, not righteousness. Fear, not courage. Hopelessness, not hopefulness. A pre-occupation with glamour, not a love for humanity. The subordination of the self, not the will of the self. This is but a mere fraction of the other values constantly being repeated and enforced here in Cupids Corner, and they are but a reflection of our society as a whole. Also, look at the demographics of this forum.
Still, many of us stand against this tide. I think we are hopeful. Perhaps, we love humanity too much to simply forsake it and let it wither and die. The people here constantly repeating motherhood values and offering words of comfort to the destitute must certainly feel this way. The people here doing what they can to offer words of advice and skill, to attempt to teach ability over the internet, must surely love the human potential, that they would willingly overlook the limitations of the medium in imparting the message.
No, my friend. The best we can do is not to stand against the tide. What we can realistically hope for is to throw a life raft, paddles, inflatable vests, boats, catamarans, arks to the people who really want it. We can give the floundering but desirous some small means to let them navigate their own way in life, rather than be carried on and dashed against rocks by elemental powers to big and too powerful for them to even imagine, much less understand.
Then perhaps when the man is finally afloat, only then will he understand the signs of the stars and the whispers of the wind and the pull of the moon and the movements of the tectonic plates and then, and only then, shall he become a captain, a lord of commander of the seas, first among peers, master among men.

You, sir, are made of epic win.