QUOTE(radixius @ Oct 20 2009, 17:34)

Men are disgusting pigs. Whole lot of them.
I know, but guys are smarter than women, by the way. We're more curious. We wanna know, like...how that shit works! Here's the deal: A guy...stares at the fuckin' moon for 20,000 years—just starin' at that. "What is that? How do we get there?" There's no chick goin', "I wanna go up to that
thing." There's a guy, goin', "I bet we could get there! Let's go!" The chick's goin', "There's no air. There's nothin' there... There's no tupperware, there's no TV, there's no shopping. There's no jewelry—THERE'S NOTHIN' THERE~!!" Chicks don't have the curiosity—this gets guys killed, by the way, but this also gets bridges built. But, this is what guys
have. Guys have
curiosity.
Don't tell me, "Do you think, if women were in charge—or there were only women, that anyone would've fuckin' set foot on the moon? No. Fuckin'. Way. They would've stared at it, and someone—y'know, some
dyke would—at some point would've said, like, "Hey! How 'bout we try to go there!" And she would've been shouted down. Burned as a heretic. All the other...non-dykes would've just went, "Are you fuckin'— ......take your fat ass and your flat souls and get the fuck outta here!
Now, we're gonna relax, and we're gonna watch ourselves some real lives of Atlanta." That's all.
There's no way they're goin' to the moon! No, that's a guy—guy looks at the moon, and it starts buggin' him. And then every night, it comes out—y'know, especially when it's full! It, like, mocks him! "Come get me~! You don't think you can make it here? You can't—you're not
man enough, are you?! You can't
figure me out~! ......What about re-entry? How you gonna
land on me~? What about the gravitational pull...and what about the Earth's rotation... You ain't makin' it~! You don't got what it
takes to get to ME, bitch!"
Them guys're like, "Y'know what?! Fuck you! We're goin' to the MOON!" Yeah—that's all they have! And by the way, you wanna know why Mexico is where it is? They look at the moon, and go, "Ah, fuck— ... I'm gonna go have another drink." They don't go, "WE GOTTA GET THERE!!" You show me a culture that looks up at a moon, and goes, "We gotta get there!" I'll show you a fuckin' culture that builds a helluva sports car. I'll show you a culture that builds a bridge. I'll show you a culture that builds a rocket! That's the whole thing! You need to have a
culture, where you look up at the moon, and you go, "I bet we could get there."
For what?! What do you think's on the moon?! There's nothin'—we know it's just a fuckin' chunk o' rock! There's nothin'
on there. Why? Why're we gonna spend billions of dollars to try to get to moon...?
Cause we're dudes! Chicks
don't have that. That's why they get 75 cents to
our dollar, by the way. And, they look up at the moon and what do they do? They go, "...I wonder how these earrings would look in the moonlight?" They look at the moon and they don't give a shit—that's why they don't get paid as much as we do—and that's why they're not as smart as we are. Because
we're curious.
Now, they're nurturing—they're nurturing! They have a more emotional intelligence (I don't even know if you wanna call it "intelligence"). They know how to take care of kids; they know how to nurture. And that's a good thing! Believe me. And it's better than hanging around with a bunch of smart assholes, but they're not as smart as we are, not
THAT way—not...
that kinda smart. They're a different kinda...
yes—emotional smart. And there needs to be a balance. You need to have a parent that has the "emotional smart", and you need to've a parent who's got that "let's go to the moon" smart.
And right now, we're just breeding parents that're just "emotionally smart", (which doesn't quite factor in, in my parents' case), and we're cuttin' the guy's balls off, and now we have
two moms! Even when we have two dads—as we often do—we have two moms. We need the moon thing. That's why we're smarter; you kick some ass. (IMG:[
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