The term "man cave" sounds inherently homosexual, but I don't care about that. It's the concept of the man cave that I find so infuriating.
Maybe it's because I can't subscribe to giving up the entire house, minus one shitty little room, for what I consider important. How does one go about relinquishing all control in a relationship? And where does it end?
This is how so-called men end up driving mini-vans and Jettas. This is how The Bachelor plays on the flat-screen and Monday Night Football is lucky to air on the old tube TV.
Now I'm not saying put your Pam Anderson poster in the living room, but don't let that which makes you a man be forever banished to that place where the door is to remained closed.
So put up that hot rod photo where everyone can see it, display that bowling trophy, and wear your Iron Maiden shirt with pride.
Grow a pair, men....reclaim your castle!
