Jeremy Clarkson on being a real man

Probably everyone who watched at least one episode of the popular auto show Top Gear knows who is Jeremy.

For the rest of you who don’t know yet, Jeremy Clarkson is a British journalist specialized in anything that has to do with cars and automotive industry and it’s the main presenter of Top Gear. He’s not a macho man and he surely aint got what it takes to seduce the most hot women in the world.

He’s married, got 3 kids and he’s a proud, real man that always says what he thinks and for that reason we’re going to quote an article he wrote a couple of time ago that got our attention and others should read it.

Land Rovers are for working countrymen. Real men in other words, men in sturdy shoes, men who drink brown beer with twigs in it and eat pies, men who know that Range Rovers are for poofs.

I pride myself on the fact I don’t cry over films – apart from Educating Rita, obviously. But apparently this is all wrong. I should sob hopelessly every time I watch the news.

Look at the film stars who melt the hearts of womankind these days: Johnny Depp, Judy Law, Orlando Bloom. Are they hunter-gatherers? Maybe they’d pass muster on a Saturday morning in Carluccio’s but in a jungle they’d be eaten within 10 minutes. Back in the 1960s Paul Newman and Robert Redford were much loved as they trotted around Wyoming on their horses shooting people.

[On Steve McQueen] Strong smouldering sexuality, the sort of man who could punch a horse to the ground while driving a Mustang sideways through the streets of San Francisco. He even managed to get Faye Dunaway’s knickers off just by playing chess.

Robert Plant used to send women wild with that lion’s mane hairdo and half a mile of hosepipe down the front of his loons. But now everyone in music is a doe-eyed pretty boy with nothing up his nose except moisturiser.

Cherie Blair says my attitude is macho and she’s right. It is. It might not be very attractive in this day and age. But that’s because I’m a man. I know this because I much prefer Uma Thurman, who’s all woman, to Kate Moss, who, from behind, could well be a boy.

Being a man, I like structure and order and organising everything into a series of neat ’n’ tidy lists… I find it reasonable to list the five best live acts I’ve ever seen at the Hammersmith Odeon. Or the five best spaghetti carbonaras I’ve ever eaten.

I was at London’s City airport this morning surrounded by a group of middle-aged chaps who, with no wives and girlfriends to keep them in check, quickly reverted to type. By 7.45am they were on their third pint and as I boarded my plane I believe they were beginning a farting competition. This is not a criticism’

[Source: TimesOnline]