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	<title>Comments on: Being the Rock</title>
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		<title>By: Goran Bockman</title>
		<link>http://artofmanliness.com/2009/09/27/being-the-rock/comment-page-1/#comment-113788</link>
		<dc:creator>Goran Bockman</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Aug 2010 21:48:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Great article!! If we as men can indeed be that rock we are truly irreplaceable and no amount of anti male Feminist propaganda will be able to convince women that they no longer need us. Let&#039;s all work on being the best men we can be; then perhaps we will be able to revive the love between the sexes that has been all but slain in recent years.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Great article!! If we as men can indeed be that rock we are truly irreplaceable and no amount of anti male Feminist propaganda will be able to convince women that they no longer need us. Let&#8217;s all work on being the best men we can be; then perhaps we will be able to revive the love between the sexes that has been all but slain in recent years.</p>
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		<title>By: The Masks Men Wear &#124; The Art of Manliness</title>
		<link>http://artofmanliness.com/2009/09/27/being-the-rock/comment-page-1/#comment-113267</link>
		<dc:creator>The Masks Men Wear &#124; The Art of Manliness</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Aug 2010 02:04:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] we need to be the rock of strength for those around us, even when we&#8217;re struggling ourselves. When you&#8217;re [...]</description>
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		<title>By: &#187; To a Real Man, the Father of My Children</title>
		<link>http://artofmanliness.com/2009/09/27/being-the-rock/comment-page-1/#comment-105495</link>
		<dc:creator>&#187; To a Real Man, the Father of My Children</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jun 2010 23:43:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] I read &#8220;Being the Rock&#8220;, what it means for a man to be a man, I thought of my own father and my [...]</description>
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		<title>By: jeramey n.</title>
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		<dc:creator>jeramey n.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Jun 2010 03:53:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Well I&#039;m not sure where this song would fit into this site or if it would fit into any particular subject, but I feel that it covers a wide area of the topics. It is a song written by a local band from my home town area of Boston, Mass, they are called Have Heart and the song is called &quot;The Unbreakable&quot;. I decided to post the lyrics to it here after reading this article, also because to me this is what my father represents to me as a role model and a man. I hope that you enjoy it because its a special song:

&quot;he was a kind hearted man in a hateful world
and he caught every thing that life ever hurled
like the oldest fucking mountain he always stood so tall
forever showing what it means to be unbreakable
paycheck to paycheck, 3 jobs a day, he&#039;s the ransom for his family&#039;s pain
in the coldest world with the warmest heart, he puts to shame what you consider hard
he&#039;s the man you dont see in the mirror
while the world was screaming death, he chose a different song to hear
he&#039;s the band thats playing while the ship sinks
the song of hope, he forever sings
he taught the sun to shine
(now teach me)
now can you please teach this &quot;son&quot; to shine
how can this world never break your warm heart in this frigid fucking place??
you&#039;re like the river: always flowing and growing, never changing; rearranging
how can this world always never take your solid stance in these turbulent time??
you&#039;re like the tree in the burning forest that never was burned down
and what he said to me was this....
&quot;Just love the world that won&#039;t love you back&quot;
old man look at my life - im nothing like you are
take a look at my life....im so very fucking far...
from the person i aspire to be: unbreakable&quot;
-Have Heart</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well I&#8217;m not sure where this song would fit into this site or if it would fit into any particular subject, but I feel that it covers a wide area of the topics. It is a song written by a local band from my home town area of Boston, Mass, they are called Have Heart and the song is called &#8220;The Unbreakable&#8221;. I decided to post the lyrics to it here after reading this article, also because to me this is what my father represents to me as a role model and a man. I hope that you enjoy it because its a special song:</p>
<p>&#8220;he was a kind hearted man in a hateful world<br />
and he caught every thing that life ever hurled<br />
like the oldest fucking mountain he always stood so tall<br />
forever showing what it means to be unbreakable<br />
paycheck to paycheck, 3 jobs a day, he&#8217;s the ransom for his family&#8217;s pain<br />
in the coldest world with the warmest heart, he puts to shame what you consider hard<br />
he&#8217;s the man you dont see in the mirror<br />
while the world was screaming death, he chose a different song to hear<br />
he&#8217;s the band thats playing while the ship sinks<br />
the song of hope, he forever sings<br />
he taught the sun to shine<br />
(now teach me)<br />
now can you please teach this &#8220;son&#8221; to shine<br />
how can this world never break your warm heart in this frigid fucking place??<br />
you&#8217;re like the river: always flowing and growing, never changing; rearranging<br />
how can this world always never take your solid stance in these turbulent time??<br />
you&#8217;re like the tree in the burning forest that never was burned down<br />
and what he said to me was this&#8230;.<br />
&#8220;Just love the world that won&#8217;t love you back&#8221;<br />
old man look at my life &#8211; im nothing like you are<br />
take a look at my life&#8230;.im so very fucking far&#8230;<br />
from the person i aspire to be: unbreakable&#8221;<br />
-Have Heart</p>
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		<title>By: Andrew</title>
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		<dc:creator>Andrew</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 29 May 2010 03:18:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A few years back my side of the family went through Hell. My father collapsed in the operating room while he was prepping a patient for surgery. While he was in the hospital preparing for a second bypass procedure, his brother and sister-in-law died in a car accident, my maternal grandmother passed away, and my youngest brother&#039;s lung collapsed... All within 3 weeks time. My mother (who is a remarkable woman during tough times) was near the brink of shutting down. For all of that summer, my wife and I helped out where ever we could. I wanted my mother to be with my father as much as she could, so I took care of the house, the yard, and offered to help her with any errands I could. I cut back on hours at work to keep my family running. However, each night I swear I cried in the arms of my wife. Although I tried as hard as I could to keep composure around my mother and father, I could not have done it if I did not have my wife to just hold me.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A few years back my side of the family went through Hell. My father collapsed in the operating room while he was prepping a patient for surgery. While he was in the hospital preparing for a second bypass procedure, his brother and sister-in-law died in a car accident, my maternal grandmother passed away, and my youngest brother&#8217;s lung collapsed&#8230; All within 3 weeks time. My mother (who is a remarkable woman during tough times) was near the brink of shutting down. For all of that summer, my wife and I helped out where ever we could. I wanted my mother to be with my father as much as she could, so I took care of the house, the yard, and offered to help her with any errands I could. I cut back on hours at work to keep my family running. However, each night I swear I cried in the arms of my wife. Although I tried as hard as I could to keep composure around my mother and father, I could not have done it if I did not have my wife to just hold me.</p>
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