Books or literature that exemplify the ideal father figure. Preferably with a father/son dynamic.Suffice to say, my parents weren't great and I didn't really have any respectable male figures in my life growing up.
>>24773520god dammit, wrong pic. Know you know what I'm up against.
>>24773520Homer. Mentor, Nestor, Priam, Odysseus...
>>24773520This is my child, he said. I wash a dead man's brains out of his hair. That is my job.
>>24773520“Ira, I don’t see how I can list all the things I’ve done to support myself and my wives and kids, even if I could remember them. The longest I ever stuck to one job was about half a century — very special circumstances — and the shortest was from after breakfast to just before lunch — again, special circumstance. But no matter where or what, there are makers, takers, and fakers. I prefer the first category but I haven’t spurned the other two. Whenever I was a family man — usually, that is — I haven’t let compunctions stop me from keeping food on the table. I won’t steal another child’s food to feed my own — but there is always some way not too sickeningly fake to garner valuta if a man isn’t too picky — which I never was whenever I had family obligations.”
Jordan Peterson's How to clean your room and become a carnivore
>>24773520My father was not what you would call an educated man and I doubt if he had read twenty books in his life. But he was a marvellous story-teller. He used to make up a bedtime story for me every single night, and the best ones were turned into serials and went on for many nights running.
>>24773520Sometimes, when Pa had walked his trap-lines quickly because the traps were empty, or when he had got some game sooner than usual, he would come home early. Then he would have time to play with Laura and Mary.One game they loved was called mad dog. Pa would run his fingers through his thick, brown hair, standing it all up on end. Then he dropped on all fours and, growling, he chased Laura and Mary all around the room, trying to get them cornered where they couldn’t get away.They were quick at dodging and running, but once he caught them against the woodbox, behind the stove. They couldn’t get past Pa, and there was no other way out.Then Pa growled so terribly, his hair was so wild and his eyes so fierce that it all seemed real. Mary was so frightened that she could not move. But as Pa came nearer Laura screamed, and with a wild leap and a scramble she went over the woodbox, dragging Mary with her.And at once there was no mad dog at all. There was only Pa standing there with his blue eyes shining, looking at Laura.“Well!” he said to her. “You’re only a little half-pint of cider half drunk up, but by Jinks! you’re as strong as a little French horse!”“You shouldn’t frighten the children so, Charles,” Ma said. “Look how big their eyes are.”
>>24774715Good quote
>>24773520This was a good evening. Young Sam was already grinning widely and crowing along with the plot.Eventually, the cow would be found. It was that much of a page-turner. Of course, some suspense was lent by the fact that all other animals were presented in some way that could have confused a kitten, who perhaps had been raised in a darkened room. The horse was standing in front of a hatstand, as they so often did, and the hippo was eating at a trough against which was an upturned pitchfork. Seen from the wrong direction, the tableau might look for just one second like a cow...Nevertheless, it bothered Vimes, even though he’d got really good at the noises and would go up against any man in his rendition of the ‘Hruuugh!’ But was this a book for a city kid? When would he ever hear these noises? In the city the only sound those animals would make was ‘sizzle’. But the nursery was full of the conspiracy, with baa-lambs and teddy bears and fluffy ducklings everywhere he looked.One evening, after a trying day, he’d tried the Vimes street version:“Where’s my daddy?”“Is that my daddy?”“He goes, bugrit! Millennium hand and shrimp!”“He is foul ole Ron!”“That’s not my daddy!”It had been going really well when Vimes heard a meaningful little cough from the doorway, wherein stood Sybil. Next day, Young Sam, with a child’s unerring instinct for this sort of thing, said ‘Buglit!’ to Purity. And that, although Sybil never raised the subject even when they were alone, was that. From then on Sam stuck rigidly to the authorized version.
>>24774731why didn't he just give them an iPad?
>>24773547Nestor was Homer's favourite butt (after Agamemnon). Nestor consistently gives bad advice which Agamemnon always adopts (whereas Polydamas consistently gives good advice, which Hector always rejects).Actually Homer is full of examples of pretty bad fathers. Most literature is (maybe most of history).
>>24773520I can see that Big Butch is thinking the ten G’s over very seriously, at that, because in these times nobody can afford to pass up ten G’s, especially a guy in the beer business, which is very, very tough just now. But finally he shakes his head again and says like this:‘No,’ he says, ‘I must let it go, because I must mind the baby. My old lady is very, very particular about this, and I dast not leave little John Ignatius Junior for a minute. If Mary comes home and finds I am not minding the baby she will put the blast on me plenty. I like to turn a few honest bobs now and then as well as anybody, but,’ Butch says, ‘John Ignatius Junior comes first with me.’Then he turns away and goes back to the stoop as much as to say he is through arguing, and sits down beside John Ignatius Junior again just in time to keep a mosquito from carrying off one of John’s legs. Anybody can see that Big Butch is very fond of this baby, though personally I will not give you a dime for a dozen babies, male and female.Well, Harry the Horse and Little Isadore and Spanish John are very much disappointed, and stand around talking among themselves, and paying no attention to me, when all of a sudden Spanish John, who never has much to say up to this time, seems to have a bright idea. He talks to Harry and Isadore, and they get all pleasured up over what he has to say, and finally Harry goes to Big Butch.‘Sh-h-h-h!’ Big Butch says, pointing to the baby as Harry opens his mouth. ‘Listen, Butch,’ Harry says in a whisper, ‘we can take the baby with us, and you can mind it and work, too.’‘Why,’ Big Butch whispers back, ‘this is quite an idea indeed. Let us go into the house and talk things over.’So he picks up the baby and leads us into his joint, and gets out some pretty fair beer, though it is needled a little, at that, and we sit around the kitchen chewing the fat in whispers. There is a crib in the kitchen, and Butch puts the baby in this crib, and it keeps on snoozing away first rate while we are talking. In fact, it is sleeping so sound that I am commencing to figure that Butch must give it some of the needled beer he is feeding us, because I am feeling a little dopey myself.Finally Butch says that as long as he can take John Ignatius Junior with him he sees no reason why he shall not go and open the safe for them, only he says he must have five per cent. more to put in the baby’s bank when he gets back, so as to round himself up with his ever-loving wife in case of a beef from her over keeping the baby out in the night air. Harry the Horse says he considers this extra five per cent. a little strong, but Spanish John, who seems to be a very square guy, says that after all it is only fair to cut the baby in if it is to be with them when making the score, and Little Isadore seems to think this is all right, too. So Harry the Horse gives in, and says five per cent. it is.— ‘Butch Minds The Baby’
>>24774715I understand the message this quote is trying to convey, but men, often times, have a tendency to mistake unnecessary suffering for virtue; A dignified reason for their undignified circumstances. Taking care of your family is the baseline position of any father. A great father will attempt to elevate his family into a position where needless anguish is no longer required and provide them opportunities he was denied. Merely providing sustenance is, once again, baseline. When fathers imprint onto their sons the above sense of virtue he is unwittingly teaching them to accept abuse that should otherwise be vehemently opposed. >source: grew up around these types of fathers
>>24773520The Brothers KaramazovAs I Lay DyingAbsalom, Absalom!
>>24773520Unironically "the real frank zappa book" by frank zappa
>>24773520assassins apprentice
>>24773520the new testament
>>24773520I fear having children because my parents got divorced when I was still a toddler and I have no idea how to be a father.
>>24773520'Toss never misses does he
Robert Moore and Douglas Gillette - King, Warrior, Magician, Lover.It also has a further reading list with good stuff. Occasionally has some dated wording but it's solid stuff.
>>24776589It's a fear all men possess regardless of upbringing.
>>24773520Oddly enough, I had little respect for women growing up. My dad is/was fine
