Chivalry is dead.
I’m not sure when it exactly happened, but I know where. It died in the hands of boys, who were mistakenly entrusted with the responsibilities of men and the hearts of women. There was a time when men had a higher calling. A place where being a man, just a man was not enough to cut it – You had to be a gentleman.
Nowadays, even the very notion of a man is in doubt.
I could not help but noticed that the ladies of this present age react with much surprise and wariness when treated properly by a man. I cannot blame them. The concept of chivalry has been as foreign to them as it is for the men of this age. Somewhere along the line, trading downwards has occurred. Men were traded for immature boys; knights were traded for insecure jerks; gentlemen traded for emotional wusses. Our sisters have been so accustomed to inferior men that they cannot help but sense deceit when someone decides to treat them rightly.
Thus, the guardians of purity became the violators themselves.
This has to stop. Becoming a gentleman can no longer be seen as one of the highest virtues of a man. It must take its place amongst the lowest; the very basic of which we ought to obtain. Am I an idealist campaigning for a utopian movement, or just an old fashioned man restoring things to what they were before?
I sincerely hope it is the latter.