Happy Father’s Day 2017: A Toast to Those Who Give Feminists Penis-Envy

I didn’t grow up with my father, and I’m grateful to God for that.

In his infinite wisdom, God knew that my father would ruin me. At least he would try.

My father spent most of his life in the penitentiary, having cased and robbed a man of $20,000, when that amount of money meant something.

He would pop in and out of my life from time to time, as I chronicled in my book The BIG Black Lie. I so wanted to know and love my father. For a long time I loved him. Then, I got to know him.

My father should have been in prison long before he actually got there. He was a vile human being, a product of his circumstances. His life plays out daily in the black community, which has learned nothing about fatherhood over the five plus decades I’ve been alive. In fact, fatherhood in the black community is almost non-existent.

I remember when I first heard that Donald Trump’s father loaned him a million dollars to start his business, and leftists attacked Trump. As if a father helping his son get a start in life is a bad thing. The very same leftists give their children a leg up over “Average Joe’s” children, and think nothing of it.

In pondering receiving a million dollar loan, I imagined what my life would have been like to have a father like Donald Trump’s.

I was fortunate to have great men father me.

Like my grandfather Daddy Earnest who stepped in and became my father.

This man wasn’t even my biological grandfather, my grandmother having left my “real” grandfather years ago. He was a great man, a hard-working man, when he was sober. He just wasn’t sober enough.

So on the day my mother died–when I was five years old–my step-grandfather became my father, and my grandmother became my mother. I love a parent, and two grandparents on the same day.

I had a step-father, as my mother remarried shortly before her death. Tommie was a good man, and I was fortunate to know him for quite some time.

Then, there was the patriarch of my family. Papa. The lessons he taught me have never left. His most memorable advice: if a woman offers you a breath mint, take it.

The stories of the strength of my great-grandfather will be with me for life. Many say I’m just like him. Strong as an ox, and more stubborn than a mule. Most describe him as the best friend you could have in life.

Do I miss my biological father?

Psychologists say on some level I do. I can’t seem to locate that in my psyche. Perhaps I’ve locked away the pain to a depth I can no longer reach in my mind’s vault.

I described not knowing much about my father in my book as, “missing puzzle pieces.” Knowing more about him should reveal more about me, right?

From what I know of the little good that existed in him, I do see some traits. He was described as smart, often brilliant. He was a gifted speaker, I’m told. I’m not bragging, but these are qualities I know I got from him.

However, what scared me growing up is what evil lurks.

I now have 4 sons.

Three are grown, and are amazing men. I’d like to take credit for them, but their mothers (two of them) deserve most of that.

I’m proud to say that cycles of destruction were broken with me, and my sons only know anecdotally of their grandfather’s history. Accomplished men all, I couldn’t be more proud of them, and the role I play in their lives.

As for conservative fathers out there, you have your stories. You have made and will continue to make an amazing impact on the lives of your children.

I read that fathers are central to the emotional well-being of their children; they are capable caretakers and disciplinarians.

Studies show that if your child’s father is affectionate, supportive, and involved, he can contribute greatly to your child’s cognitive language, and social development, as well as academic achievement, a strong inner core resource, sense of well-being, good self-esteem, and authenticity.

The key word for me in that passage is authenticity.

Conservative fathers teach that to their children early on. Be who you are. It’s easy, when you have a good dad.

Men, we are under attack. Over 70 million men have fathered children, and far too many of them allow the state to raise them.

Feminists have demonized us to point that misandry–hatred of men–has become acceptable. Because of their hateful attitudes towards men, society has suffered.

Girls will look for men who hold the patterns of good old dad, for after all, they know how “to do that.” Therefore, if father was kind, loving, and gentle, they will reach for those characteristics in men. Girls will look for, in others, what they have experienced and become familiar with in childhood. Because they’ve gotten used to those familial and historic behavioral patterns, they think that they can handle them in relationships.

Boys on the other hand, will model themselves after their fathers. They will look for their father’s approval in everything they do, and copy those behaviors that they recognize as both successful and familiar. Thus, if dad was abusive, controlling, and dominating, those will be the patterns that their sons will imitate and emulate. However, if father is loving, kind, supportive, and protective, boys will want to be that.

When you see bad kids, the breadcrumbs usually lead back to a bad or absent father.

A few facts on fathers.

24.6 million fathers live in married-couple family groups with children younger than age 18 in 2016.

There are over 2 million single fathers in 2016 living with their children under age 18; 17 percent of single parents were men.

According to the census, men received roughly $3.1 billion in child support received by custodial fathers in 2013; they were due $4.2 billion. Contrast that with custodial mothers who received $19.4 billion of the $28.7 billion in support that was due.

You can bet that conservative men are responsible for the almost $20 billion paid to take care of their children. And you can also bet that conservative men are responsible for leftist men’s neglect of their children, ergo the $9.4 billion delta in unpaid child support.