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Once again, I’ve read another article on toxic masculinity. And once again, it had all the explanations, all the answers — except it didn’t.

It utterly missed the point.

On behalf of boys and men everywhere: we’re getting a bit fed up.

No, I am not to blame for poverty, climate change, AI, the global financial crisis, the Russian invasion of Ukraine, Trump’s tariffs, the falling exchange rate, the rising trade deficit, inflation, unemployment, population decline, or even the desperate plight of the bumblebee.

Nor is Jordan Peterson. Or Douglas Murray.

Like almost all men and boys, I’m just getting by. Trying to work my forty hours a week, pay the rent, put food on the table, not upset anyone, and maybe find a few quiet hours to watch YouTube or get some sleep.

But every time I open an article on “toxic masculinity,” it feels like the finger points at me — not as an individual, not even as a man, but as part of a supposedly broken gender. And frankly, that’s getting old.

The truth is, most men I know are decent. They show up. They care. They take responsibility. They support their partners, their kids, their parents, and their mates. They don’t go around blaming “toxic femininity” or anyone else for life’s problems — they just keep going.

Maybe it’s time we had a more honest conversation about masculinity — one that doesn’t start with blame, but with understanding. About the quiet pressure men feel to keep everything together. About the shame that comes with failure, silence, or asking for help. About how most of us don’t want to dominate anyone; we just want to matter.

So could all the experts on “toxic masculinity” please stop blaming 99.9% of men for everything that’s wrong with the world?
We’re not the problem. We’re part of the same human struggle as everyone else — just trying to make it through.

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