Handlebar Moustache and Cigars
I think culture has come full swing from bra burning angry women and wimpy men that cry all the way back to handlebar moustaches with mutton chops and cigars! I like it, too. I like it when people are who they are and they will not apologize for it. I can respect that. I can appreciate it when women aren’t allowed to walk in the door versus allowed in but treated like an outsider. This is a new trend hitting the downtown bar scene and it’s manly. Seriously, it’s all men.
This new trend is cigar bars. I love the smell of lit cigars believe it or not and I love seeing all those men beating their chests and howling at the moon as they casually suck a fat stogie. I even like the fact that they usually are open air bars so that feminists can see what they are missing. I love the sound of the drunk apes as they argue over issues like A Rod and whether real or silicon are better to motor boat on. I prefer this self-assured bloated with ambition loud tick of a man over the man of the last few decades. The man that can hold his own in a place like that has style and he’s okay with me. I am a man and I belong to the man club no women allowed…unless you are serving our drinks.