::is all ya'll's bitch::

The guy described above--the man's man? John or Dean, I'm not picky, that's all I want. I'm thinking either could do that Sam move about lifting up on the lap with one hand. I'll be in my bunk.

A narrow-eyed, single-hearted focus that neither John nor Dean came by naturally. Even if his life had worked out with Jess and law school, Sam would have been an SOB in court, ruthless and quick to use every weapon in his arsenal to win. Arguing with Jess and angry enough? He'd have brought that steely resolve into it, and he'd have fought dirty.

This makes me wonder how much he takes after his namesake. One thing I found interesting about ITB was how much it undercut some of our assumptions about what John must have been like. Here's a guy who was willling (apparently without reservation) to get the VW van his beloved thought they should get. It's also interesting that he seemed affable and kind and patient after having returned from the war.

I think a lot of the social niceties Sam practiced were a self-delusion to cover up the ruthless bastard he can be when he's on point.

Yes. This. Beverly, as always, is wise.

He needs a woman who can manage him, and that takes wiles a woman's woman wouldn't use.

Huh. Interesting point. So in a way, would a redeemed (or mostly redeemed) Ruby be his ideal woman? I'm not sure what I think about the idea, but it's an idea that does have me thinking.

I'm still hazy on this concept of man's man, possibly because I'm cheerfully butcher (my love of surface femme aside) than most men, possibly because that's not how I think of gender in my own little warped head. Plus, man's man to me implies a man who is most comfortable in the social company of men, adept at masculine things, whatever those are.

Mostly, in a partner of either gender, I look for someone comfortable enough with the self to not feel like they're in a constant state of facepalm being around me. Thus, I gravitate to freaks and weirdos, for that's my comfort zone.

I look for someone comfortable enough with the self to not feel like they're in a constant state of facepalm being around me

That's kind of how Jamie from "Monster Movie" came across to me.

competence kink. I think in order to be classified as a man's man or a woman's woman, an individual has to be competent. With some things it takes practice, but the attitude, the belief in one's ability--that's adult.

This is pure porn to me. Seriously.

I love all y'all's minds and Erin and Beverly said so well what is in my head.

In re: reading my mind. I was thinking of John, but with a bit of humor still intact.

I know a man like that in real life...married, of course...someone who expects you to be your best but doesn't judge when you are not. He'll cuddle a child, notice a nearly inaccessible blown light bulb and not take 'no, it's okay' for an answer. He'll then climb up the cabinets and do crazy trapeze moves to replace the bulb, all the while making funny faces to make the child laugh.

Yeah, I saw that happen. Sigh.

That's kind of how Jamie from "Monster Movie" came across to me.

Yeah, me too. She was pretty awesome that way

Huh. Interesting point. So in a way, would a redeemed (or mostly redeemed) Ruby be his ideal woman?

Or Condi Rice.

Mostly, in a partner of either gender, I look for someone comfortable enough with the self to not feel like they're in a constant state of facepalm being around me. Thus, I gravitate to freaks and weirdos, for that's my comfort zone.

I've really had to question my motivations for being drawn to men who are NOT comfortable with themselves in any capacity other than their work.

Sam is uber-focused but Dean still knows how to enjoy those brief moments between the terror.

I'm still rifling through my mental rolodex to find popular culture women's women.

I know some in real life. They are earthy, not afraid to call a thing by its right name, are comfortable in their own skins and support you in being the same. There is the strong nurturing motivation BUT one that enriches the nurturer as well as the nurturee. None of that martyrdom dodge. She takes responsibility for herself on all levels and, as such, makes you want to be the best you can be.

One of the strongest feminists I know is a woman who wears the Peter Pan collar and works within the old boy's network. Without taking credit for it, or even being noticed doing it, she uses feminine wisdom to make everyone she touches better. That is true power. So much more than the 'don't open that door for me!' fist shaking I've done in the past.

Or Condi Rice.

This? While repellent, is eerily apt. I do want Sam to regain, and integrate, enough of the sweetness I think is also innate with him. And to be all right with that.

Sam is uber-focused but Dean still knows how to enjoy those brief moments between the terror.

Yes. Which is why he's well on his way to being a man's man. A much more gentle one, perhaps, than John. Maybe not.

I saw a line somewhere (was it here?), about how Dean is the blunt object and Sam is the blade. Works very well for me.

I so would not want to be on Sam's bad side: he is by far the most dangerous of the Winchesters.