A heavy, heavy dude who has done more than enough in his career to gain admittance to Valhalla, or
whatever other bullshit macho hunting grounds he so desires.
I'm so sick of this shit, people, the way we
bullshit new moms, the way we sit across from them 2 or 10 or 30 days postpartum, gazing at the perfect baby creature, talking about strollers or outfits or fucking muslin receiving blankets (although damn they are awesome) or
whatever other nonsense we come up with to avoid the truth, or the
other truth.