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The definition of Man: the hawk

Posted by adam.dada on 14th February 2006

As I mentioned in “What is a Man” and defined in the past two articles (vulture and chicken), the final category of Man is the rarest: the hawk.

The hawk is rare not just because the average Man doesn’t realize the power of being a hawk, but he is also rare because he doesn’t show off. A hawk is not one to be flamboyant always, nor outrageous or loud. A hawk doesn’t give all his secrets in answers, and he doesn’t make people mad at him for being dishonest.

The hawk is powerful as a person because he is eloquent, he is sure of himself, he is a bit of a mystery, and he is just a great person to be around.

The hawk is not necessarily attractive or physically fit, he does not have perfect manicured nails or the most expensive and stylish clothing. The hawk does not have to drive a hot new car, and he does not have to have the biggest bank account or shiniest credit card. The hawk doesn’t need to use force to get his way, and he doesn’t have to beg or plead, either.

The hawk gets the right girl, lands the right job, gets the right deal and sits on top more than on the bottom of every situation — even without the other party knowing it. The enemy of the hawk is not the vulture or the chicken. The hawk has no enemies, only relationships. The hawk knows that every person is valuable, and the hawk learns how to work with even the worst person to produce an end result that is beneficial to both parties in a relationship.

The hawk is the Man you will want to be, and I will tell you how to be one. There aren’t any tricks, mind games or jerky maneuvars you will have to do to be this Man, you will just have to use common sense, even when your gut feeling works against you.

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The definition of Man: the vulture

Posted by adam.dada on 8th February 2006

As I mentioned in “What is a Man”, the second most common form of Man is the vulture. About 19% of men are vultures, a little under 1 in 5.

The vulture-Man is the chicken-Man’s worst enemy. Mr. Vulture walks with an attitude, talks with an attitude, seems to always get the girl, and treats her like garbage if he treats her at all. You might be this guy’s customer, and he’ll treat you like junk.

I’ve met vultures that are unemployed but are still successful with friends and women. They can’t rub two dimes together, yet they’re never alone on a Friday night — someone wants to hang out with them.

Sometimes the vulture is the tattooed biker, but that is more a stereotype than a reality. I’ve met vultures who are geeks, stock brokers and lawyers. The vulture tends to be the one walking with the big stick, but inside they’re full of fear and hate.

The few vultures in my past were really the key to my finding the solution to being a Man. I’d be the nice guy with people, and I’d get walked on. The vultures were total jerks, and they’d always seem to get what they want and move on quickly. I figured it was just how life would always be — the nice guy finishes last.

Yet as I aged, I realized that both the chicken and the vulture are futureless. The chicken gets walked all over and lets himself get abused by his boss, his wife and his friends. The vulture walks all over himself, and doesn’t let himself ever get ahead. It is a constant game of overeating and purging — meaning people.

Looking deeper at the vulture, I realized that they were showing me something I didn’t realize before — that people have desires that can overcome their needs, and that people tend to be chickens if they are in the presence of someone who acts stronger than them. This was mind blowing to me, as I couldn’t believe that I had always learned (from parents, friends, school, television and books) to be nice and sweet and always tell people what you’re thinking. The fact was, I saw so many failures with nice guys, I decided to look closer at the vultures.

What I found was the complete opposite of what I grew up believing.

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