Men are screaming for meaning in life, not just for the remote control. It’s no surprise that radical religious groups snag recruits faster than a Black Friday sale—they’re pitching a purpose, a 'buy one, get eternal salvation free' kind of deal. They offer a ticket to join their crusade, a cause they deem worth more than the last slice of pizza—perhaps even worth dying for.
Nature abhors a vacuum much like my mother-in-law despises silence at family dinners. In the absence of purpose, something’s bound to fill it up. Sometimes it’s a fanatical belief, but more often, it’s activities masquerading as traditional male roles. So, what's on the traditional male role menu? Being a provider, a father, and a protector. The usual order is: get a job, father some kids (preferably within marriage), and defend your family, community, or country.
But what’s the modern man’s daily special? It’s spending life indoors playing video games, downloading enough porn to embarrass a Playboy editor, and trading online. These digital delusions trick their brains into thinking they’re fulfilling age-old male roles. Playing "Call of Duty" is believed to be defending territory, watching porn is mistaken for procreating, and online trading feels like providing. Sure, they know deep down that mistreating themselves won’t impregnate a pornstar, but it’s a convincing enough bluff to keep the charade going.
The decline in religious interest has also expanded the purpose void. Despite its flaws, organized religion excelled at making people feel like a small fry in a big cosmic ocean, not in a 'you’re worthless' kind of way, but in a 'you’re a tiny piece of a huge puzzle' kind of way. Under the vastness of the universe and the infinity of eternity, we’re just specks. This perspective can be quite liberating—like realizing your bad hair day isn’t the worst thing happening on the planet.
In our meritocracy, we’re spoon-fed the belief that we can be demi-gods. A socially awkward kid from the southern tip of Africa can become the richest person in the world, a reality TV star can become the president, and an Austrian immigrant who can barely say 'California' can become its governor. But, waking up is hard when you're supposed to be seizing the day and you can't even find the snooze button.
Religion, for all its shortcomings, gave us a sense of belonging and perspective. Back when we lived in villages, at least Bob could boast about being from the Amazing Whisky Village. Now, we're Bob from apartment 3B, heating up TV dinners and binging Netflix until we pass out.
So, what’s the solution? Join a tribe of like-minded men. Welcome to the High Value Tribe—based in Johannesburg, we’re a brotherhood rediscovering and reclaiming masculinity through direct action and community projects. We’re more than a group; we're a movement devoted to real change. At High Value Tribe, we rise above the mundane—transcending politics, race, and religion—to forge a culture of resilience and impact. Join us and build a legacy of strength and community betterment!
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