So, before I even begin, let me keep it a buck, son. Now, as of today, both of my sons are under 10 years old. Meaning, I’m not even ready for them to be dating in any capacity, man. Shit, if it ain’t about Nintendo or comic books, my brain can’t handle it, fam. Real talk, I thought about locking my oldest son in his room when he told my wife and I that he had a girlfriend last year. But, that’s another story, bruh. In any case, as a father who’s responsible for raising two boys, there are some things they need to understand in the #MeToo era.
Ok, before I continue, it’s story time, son. Now, one particular night as a freshman in college, I thought I was going to get lucky. It was a Friday night and I was playing wingman for my homie. Anyway, during the course of getting ripped on brown liquor, this girl started kissing me. Moving on, I happened to catch a glance at her eyes and she looked like she was on another planet. Like, the alcohol had REALLY taken a toll on her, man. From there, I stopped the make-out session, helped her get in bed and went back to my room. The next day, she thanked me for looking out for her.
Now, I didn’t tell that story to look like some good dude, fam. Honestly, I thought it was common sense to not get down with someone who was clearly compromised. However, as time went on, I learned that I might be in the minority, bruh. Shit, it’s 2019 and I’m still taken aback by a lot of the stories that women have told me, son. On the real, I have no idea why consent is such a foreign concept to some guys, man. All I know is, it’s my responsibility to let my boys know that no one owes them anything.
Real talk, consent goes beyond “no means no,” fam. Power dynamics matter. Age differences matter. Hell, judging by the story I just told, intoxication matters, bruh. All I can say is, I want my sons to avoid any potential grey areas, man. Yeah, life can be confusing at times, but there should never be any question on if somebody wants to bump uglies. All in all, it’s my job to prepare my children for what they may face in the real world. Hopefully, I don’t righteously fuck them up, brethren.
In the end, I’m no genius, son. Frankly, I’m a moron who’s figuring out this parenting shit as I go, man. However, my kids’ behavior will be a reflection of the values that I’ve instilled in them. With that being said, I don’t want them to contribute to the problem, fam. Ultimately, I want them to thrive in the #MeToo and #TimesUp era. I want them to be examples of how to conduct oneself in these serious times. At the end of the day, I definitely have my work cut out for me, bruh. That is all. LC out.
P.S. Shout-out to my brother BK for giving me the idea for this post. Salute, my guy! Good day.