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Discuss amongst yourselves - May 9th

Who would you rather be: the Man, or the Man Behind the Man?

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Anonymous said…
I'd rather be the man. And then overthrow the man behind me. Or at least fart so that he's not having such a good time.
Just_A_Rat said…
"To be the man, you have to beat the man."
-Wrestling's Ric Flair

Does that mean that to be the man behind the man, you have to beat the man behind the man? 'Cause if so, I definitely want to be the man behind the man. What could be better than beating some guy's man behind his back in preparation for the knife going into his back?
Anonymous said…
Well here's my thing:
If The Man (henceforth Man 1) is the guy who gets all the good stuff (praise or glory or attention or money or whatever) and The Man Behind The Man (Man 2) is the one who kinda engineered things to happen that way for Man 1, then I'd rather be Man 1. I'm not a plotting/scheming/planning for others type, but have the willingness and ability to put such things into motion myself when such things are suggested by others in some cases - and the "street smarts" (as the kids call it these days) to know when it is/isn't illegal or going to lead to someone's death.

If/when I can make a living by selling my writing, for instance, I'll have a lot of Men (and Women) behind me who helped push/encourage me to get me there. And I'd much rather be at that end of things than being the one pushing others to reach for the stars and getting my jollies by knowing I made it happen.

Please note, however, that if the question is intended to imply bum sex, then I'd rather be Man 3: the one who has nothing to do with it.
Badpatty said…
I'll be the Man behind the Man. All of the smart folks would know that I'm the Man behind the Man, but the fringe wacko nutjobs would kill the Man before they would think to assassinate the Man behind the Man.
Smurfinator said…
I would probably be the wife of the man behind the man, so when the man behind the man kills the man I can control the man behind the man.
Good choice huh?
Anonymous said…
I'd rather be the woman relaxing in a comfy chair off to one side -- criticizing the patriarchy and wondering what the men were doing standing around in two person line-ups...

In other news: am going to Kunduz this weekend where the only restaurant in town is German (and an NGO). They sell miniature burqas for wine bottles. The Disneyfication has begun.
Dave said…
Answer of the week goes to BRNQ.
Anonymous said…
I choose BRNQ.
Anonymous said…
Dave and Jorge,

Y'all are so sweet. But are you sure casual use of the word burqa hasn't thrown off your judgement?
Anonymous said…
Hey there BRNQ...

No, casual use of the word burqa has done nothing to me, except given me ideas to open my clothing store called...


...wait for it...

Burqa King!

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