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🍆 AN ODE TO LE MALE -- BECAUSE GOD KNOWS NO ONE ELSE WILL

Let’s hear it for the dudes.

Not the Instagram yoga warlocks. Not the emotionally available plant daddies. Not the bedroom-switching soy boys who call it “feminine energy” when they cry after you finish on their face and leave.

I mean men.

Le Male.

The guy holding two greasy McMuffins, a hangover, and 300,000 years of evolutionary pressure on his spine -- just so the power grid doesn’t collapse while you’re tweeting about “toxic masculinity.”

The guy who doesn’t cry after sex -- because he’s too busy fixing your brakes so you don’t die on the freeway while listening to podcasts about why men are obsolete.

This one’s for him.

For the man who doesn’t "do affirmations" because he’s too busy affirming your survival with drywall screws, spark plugs, and blood in his spit.

Let’s talk stats, baby:

📊 94% of infrastructure roles: Men 📊 97% of workplace deaths: Men 📊 99% of physical warfighting forces: Men 📊 100% of porta-potty removals during heat waves: Men 📊 0% of people who got thanked for doing it: Le Male™

You call him toxic.

But when your tire explodes on the side of I-95? It’s Le Male who pulls over. Smells like gas. Looks like a beer commercial. And fixes it with a butter knife and two screws he found in his pocket.

Your therapist calls him "emotionally unavailable." You call him at 2AM when there’s a sound downstairs.

He might not know his love language. But he knows how to relight your pilot flame while your “healed” ex is still crying over his Saturn return.

Oh, you want a feminist utopia?

Awesome. Turn off the power. Tell your podcast host to rewire the transformer. Tell your astrology manicurist to sandbag the levee. Tell the emotionally supportive content creator to hand-dig a septic system in July.

Le Male already did it. Shirtless. With a torn rotator cuff. While you were making a TikTok about how men don’t do emotional labor.

This one’s for the guy who:

🛠️ Remembers your oil change 🧯 Walks on the traffic side 🔧 Knows the sound your car shouldn’t be making 🍖 Burns the meat on purpose so you don’t get parasites

He doesn't bring flowers. He brings solutions. He doesn’t text back right away. Because he's installing your ceiling fan without asking for credit.

Oh, but he’s not vulnerable?

You think lifting rebar in a thunderstorm isn’t vulnerable?

You think volunteering for frontline combat so you can read poetry in a vegan bookstore isn’t emotional commitment?

Men die quietly. So you can live loudly. Then you turn around and call them the problem.

He might forget your birthday. But he remembers your tire size. And how many miles you can run on empty. And where your panic button is. And how to hold you like you need it even when you say you're “fine.”

He doesn’t speak in enneagrams. But he’d take a hammer to God if you said you needed protection.

So here’s to Le Male:

The underappreciated, over-assumed, emotionally flattened human fire escape. The guy who’ll never go viral unless he’s crushed to death under the building he built for someone else.

You won’t find him crying on podcasts. You’ll find him outside. Lifting. Fixing. Bleeding. Whistling off-key in a Home Depot parking lot while your spiritually awakened ex folds laundry with your vibrator.

You hate him in theory. You crave him in emergencies. You forget him when it’s safe. You remember him when it’s real.

So no. He’s not aesthetic. He’s not eloquent. He’s not curated.

But when the storm hits and the power dies and the water rises and the wolves come back?

You’re gonna scream: “Where is he?”

And somewhere, shirtless, tired, and unbothered by your TED Talk on the divine feminine, he’ll say:

“I got it.”

Because that’s what Le Male does.

He gets it. Fixes it. Carries it. And goes back to silence.

While you write posts about how he didn’t ask for help while building the civilization you live inside.

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🐺 Reminder: The subconscious knows what keeps it alive. The body remembers the man who showed up.

Reblog if you forgot who keeps your ceiling from collapsing. Reblog if your vibrator can't fight a bear.

Reblog if Le Male deserves a goddamn statue.

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