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Every once in awhile, I feel the urge to write something prolific and meaningful that I hope someone out there will take to heart and be able to adapt or learn from.  One such topic is that of Neomasculinity, something that is rather close to my heart.

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Some people might ask “why?”, but those same people will obviously be confused themselves as to their own gender roles and forte(s).  First of all, everyone must understand, that Neomasculinity and MGTOW (Men Going Their Own Way) are two completely different entities and concepts, which have nothing to do with one another.

Whereas MGTOW urges men to join the “sexodus” crowd (opting to quit pursuing females because of their seemingly unattainable/unfulfillable demands), immerse themselves into gaming culture and just drift in search of something that they’ve been unable to procure or tap into themselves, Neomasculinity urges men to re-establish their standing as the head of the tribe, king of their own home, adopt warrior-like mentality, become responsible and begin acting like Alpha Males.

Yeah, I like the sound and vibe of Neomasculinity, probably because I was raised that way.  At the core, I have always been a classic man.  My parents saw to that, and I have them to thank for the fact that I am not confused about my standing or who I am in today’s ever-convoluted, ambiguous culture and world.

So why all the fuss about Neomasculinity?  Some people get bent out of shape at even the slightest espousal of traditional values.  After all, they seem to be a thing of yesteryear and almost the laughing stock of the media and culture of the day.  Well, Neomasculinity’s argument lies in the fact that no man wants to feel like a chump, a wimp, a whipping boy, a dog on a leash (except for those unfortunate individuals who have tendencies to be “slaves”, which is a certain kind of perversion) or “the weaker half.”

No real man out there would opt for any of the above-mentioned descriptions when speaking about themselves.  Real men want to be respected, feel powerful, in control, leading the dance, hunting the prey, making the kill.  Real men do not play second fiddle to anyone, because they know their self-worth and internal stock value.

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I find it quite absurd and even tragically comedic, that the vast amount of YouTubers out there talking about Neomasculinity sound like their balls haven’t even dropped yet.  There isn’t much weight behind their words, because they sound like they themselves are just analyzing the phenomenon, and trying it on for size like an over-sized leather jacket at a clothing store: they don’t own it yet, but they are hoping it would be for them.

Only one source on YouTube has a voice, sans imposing physique to match, however, that carries a credible voice for the cause.  Take a listen to Paul Joseph Watson as he espouses the virtues of Neomasculinity and breaks it down for y’all…

So once again, why Neomasculinity?  Well, because men these days need to man the fuck up.  Men have let things slide, they have given the squeaky wheel of feminism, PC thought and “sexual equality” propagandists the proverbial grease, in the hopes of shutting them up and getting their own way.  Men have not safeguarded their standing in society, their position at the helm of the household, nor their position as leaders that answer for their deeds and show responsibility at the end of it all.

Instead, modern men have become shellshocked, soft, relenting and yes, confused.  They don’t know where they stand anymore, be it in their romantic relationships or in society on a whole.  Men have lost their place, which was etched in stone for thousands of years, and this has not boded well for the modern man, as the spine of society on a whole has crumbled in its wake.  Oh, and men are not well at all.  They are depressed, lost and weak because of their lack of purpose and numbing confusion.

Simply acting like a traditional man is considered offensive and sexist now.  I wonder what icons like John Wayne and Clint Eastwood would say about this.  Well, I know what Eastwood had to say, because he let Esquire magazine have it awhile ago, claiming the generation today is one made up of “pussies.”

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Where does that leave men?  Good question.  Scrambling for answers, I’d say, as they try to appease and win over the opposite sex through adapting to the rules of the new game, much like Mel Gibson in the movie What Women Want.  Really, you ask?  Yes, to a large degree.

Men have become players, even moreso than before, because they cannot seem to find any other way to score with the demanding, domineering modern female.  They opt for the one night stand in lieu of a long-standing, serious relationship, because men do not see the long-term payoff in the big picture.  There’s nothing to bank on, nothing worth the investment.  Sad, really.

Back in the day, both sexes brought something valuable to the table – actual life skills like cooking, housekeeping, gardening, mechanical and fundamental competence in line with their gender – and the complementary dynamic of these combined skills made for a promising marriage of opposites.  Nowadays, the counterparts in the relationship are damn near homogenous, and this cannot be a good thing.  Ever.

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At the core of it all, men do not want to be controlled or manipulated to facilitate something that they feel is outside of what they can realistically produce.  And why is this?  Because men are still driven by the innate need for respect, to feel strong and to be powerful through and through.  When a man’s deeds and actions are not met with affirmative respect, he loses interest and caring, and proceeds to piss in the wind and “fuck it all.”  When a man does not feel that he is strong, he shies away and tries to cover up his weakness, making him feel like less of a man.  This is not hard to understand, nor is it rocket science.

The younger generation, I’ve noticed, has little to no clue about what it takes to be a man (or to be a woman, for that matter), and they try to overcompensate with things like social media photos of themselves in little to no garb, which only initiates the most primal mating call of them all, and nothing beyond that.  They think that superficial values will get the job done, without having to put in the hard work and persistence of time.

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I’ve got news for you, folks.  We’re in trouble.  Our society is on the crux of a great, social overhaul.  Gender roles are being done away with, and if you only care to take a look around with unassuming eyes, you will see that we are in for a shit storm.  The polarity of the sexes, the things and idiosyncrasies that have drawn men and women to each other over the centuries, is being erased.  No one is going to want to invest in the long-term with the opposite sex if the perks, goods and life skills are not there to begin with.  Forget the window dressing, we’re going deeper than the surface here.

So, Neomasculinity is the only clear, healthy answer for men today, period.  It seeks to re-establish the throne and take back the proverbial lost balls of those unfortunate fellas, who let them slip away to begin with.  After realizing such a move only made them feel like shit, their only course of action is to backtrack and reclaim what they should have never parted with in the first place.

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I have my parents to thank for a traditional upbringing, with a sense of responsibility, virtue and a strong sense of manliness that has never wavered, even as times have changed.

Make the stand today, gentlemen, or risk losing what is left of your self-respect.

In closing, if anything I’ve said or written here has offended or distraught you… well, to quote my favorite pro wrestling promoter of all time, Bill Watts: “If the shoe fits, wear it.”

If anyone needs further clarification about Neomasculinity, read this.

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I never thought I’d come to this day. A day when I write about politics, which is something I have no belief nor trust in. But alas, Donald Trump winning the 45th Presidency of the United States of America warrants a blog of its own, even from a non-believer like me.

First and foremost, I write this because of Donald Trump’s ties to the world of professional wrestling; an industry that I have been an integral part of since 1992. Going all the way back to 1988 and 1989, Donald Trump’s very own Trump Plaza in Atlantic City (NJ) hosted WWE’s Wrestlemania IV and V events.

This was Trump’s first foray into the grappling world, which would parlay into a full-blown role for him at Wrestlemania 23 in 2007 with ”The Battle of the Billionaires”, as Trump went head-to-head with WWE boss Vince McMahon, fronted by their chosen advocates Bobby Lashley and the late Umaga, respectively. Trump has actually appeared on WWE television several times over the past few years, even owning Monday Night RAW (in storyline) for a brief moment.  In addition, Trump was voted in to the WWE Hall of Fame celebrity wing in 2013.

So with this in mind, I would like to break down a little bit about the psychology of the latest Presidential race and how over-the-top it was in all aspects, across the board, between Hilary and Trump.

First and foremost, if anyone was paying attention, everything Donald Trump said and did during his Presidential campaign was straight out of a WWE playbook. The WWE creative staff could have booked and penned this entire run, and it would have played out exactly like it did. From Trump not even having a background in politics (raise your hat to the man for that) to becoming the decisive underdog early on, having the Republican Party that he represented all but leave him for dead, Donald Trump fought the system and won. This was a Wrestlemania-worthy payoff.

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Everything about Donald Trump screams professional wrestling. From his swagger to his verbatim, Trump has learned his lessons from the showbiz world and has mastered his approach. He didn’t flinch a single time during his campaign run, regardless of the mass amount of hostile and derogatory flames thrown his way. He laughed it all off, held his head high and spearheaded straight for the goal. He was the ultimate anti-hero, akin to ”Stone Cold” Steve Austin’s infamous WWE run on top. He was cocky, confrontational, devil-may-care in his approach. He went Spinal Tap with what he did and he still won. Somebody hand this man a show of respect only for the aforementioned here!

Trump’s campaign and his Presidential election reminds me of Ridley Scott’s 2000 classic The Gladiator movie and the interaction between the aging Ceasar and his general, Maximus (Russel Crowe). Take a look at the clip below and you will see my point.

I find it truly remarkable, that a man with no background in politics took the Presidency of the United States. Perhaps there is still hope. The hope that Trump has not (yet) been poisoned by the politics of corporate America and Washington makes one wonder if there is somehow a way to still turn this ship around. And I am talking about the ship of the common man, the blue collar worker, the middle class citizen of the world.

In the last Bush-era, they finagled a way to redistribute wealth by taking away the homes of the middle class and put them in the hands of the banking system. Over the course of the Obama administration, the big businesses have benefited tremendously while the middle class has kept on disappearing into oblivion. The rich have consistently gotten richer while the poor have gotten consistently poorer. There has been no Robin Hood to tip the scales of justice and ”stick it to the man.”

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Is Donald Trump the new coming of Robin Hood?

One can only hope.

Even if you – like I – don’t believe in politics, we can still suspend our disbelief… like watching a good WWE main event match, hoping that maybe… maybe there is a chance that the shit is going to get real. In a good way.

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It’s rather peculiar that I wrestled at a Pride event yesterday.  A Cro-magnon, retrosexual, hetero heel, the worst possible prototype villain of the queer culture, wrestling at Eurogames.  Held in downtown Helsinki under the blazing hot summer sun, Eurogames was an LGBT event, which expressly wanted to see “The Rebel” StarBuck vs. Jessica Love center stage, stemming from the hype surrounding my Spandex Sapiens movie in Finnkino theaters currently.

As most all of you should know by know, Jessica Love is Europe’s only transgender female pro wrestler.  In the Spandex Sapiens movie, Jessica Love plays my worst adversary, especially from the point of values and societal values.  We are polar opposites, like east and west.  Jessica is the all-allowing liberal modern-day representative, whereas I am the conservative caveman who holds on to black and white principles and ideals.

Well, wrestle I did.  And not just wrestle.  I used the opportunity presented to make some of the most poignant social comments to be heard publicly in today’s suffocating, politically correct environment.  I let loose and let it be known, that the men these days are no longer men, nor are the women any longer women.  They are confused.  Not just gender-confused, I mean confused in general.  The statistics prove it!  Look at the depression in our society.  Look at the kids, how lost they are in terms of their own identities.  Look at the mass divorce rates and the ever-growing numbers of single moms.  I made my point loud and clear, and the Pride-friendly crowd on hand did NOT like it one single bit.

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StarBuck preaches the truth at Eurogames (photo: Pasi Murto)

Yet, it was hard to refute what I had to say.  I heard boos, sure.  But not the kind of heart-felt boos that come from disdain and spite.  They were moreso boos that towed the political line of the day, trained monkey kinds of boos.  I believe people in their hearts knew, that I was telling the truth.  It gets harder to hate a person when they tell you the truth and the truth is simply inconvenient for you.

So there I was, taking bullets in the chest and in the back for every traditional, hetero person out there, who does not have the spine or the balls to stand up for what they believe in.  I went head-long into battle, alone!  I sent out a load of emails prior to Eurogames, urging traditional, conservative folks and organizations of that ilk to come out and support me, “The Rebel” StarBuck, as I duked it out with Jessica Love in front of the entire LGBT community in Helsinki at this Eurogames Pride event.  Guess what?  NO ONE dared to show up.  Not one, single group or backer of the traditional nuclear family unit showed up to support StarBuck.  For this, the entire traditional, conservative front in Finland should hang their heads in shame!

I went into that match yesterday with Jessica Love a one-man army.  A legend in my lifetime.  A man who stood, where no others dared to stand.  A lone wolf in a strange land.  And I destroyed Jessica Love!  I broke Jessica Love’s arm in the process.  Boo-hoo.  I made a statement, because extreme times call for extreme measures.  You are going to remember my name!  StarBuck.  Get it right.  It has nothing to do with coffee.

Jessica Love got to take a trip to the hospital after our match and all of a sudden, the LGBT crowd had lost their hero.  Now they had a real reason to hate me.  But as the saying goes, the best direction to ride a horse is in the direction that it is already headed.  Haters are going to hate anyway.  Give them their anti-hero.  Give them what they deserve.

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Jessica Love was scheduled to face me a second time in the main event of the Eurogames wrestling program later yesterday night.  Well, there was no Jessica Love in sight, so out comes King Kong Karhula, defending his friend.  This, in and of itself, has more to it than can be seen at surface value.  Karhula recently wrote a blog of his own about his friendship with Jessica, telling of how close they are and have been for many years, even when they were feuding.  In the pro wrestling business, that is called breaking kayfabe, and it is considered a cardinal sin.  Karhula not only pissed all over the traditions of our business and age-old tradition, he conveniently went “into business for himself”, trying to push Jessica’s starpower in my Spandex Sapiens movie through aligning himself at this time with my transgender foe.  I saw it as shameless mooching on Karhula’s part, reeking of desperation to get his own rub off the whole shebang.

Be that as it may, since Jessica Love could not wrestle with a freshly-broken arm, in comes Karhula to take Jessica’s place in the main event against Yours Truly!  Toting a gay pride flag on his way to the ring, I really wondered where Karhula’s true feelings and allegiances lay.  I found it both amusing and pathetic.  But I will say this: Juhana Karhula came to fight.  He was incensed, full of piss and vinegar.  He attacked me with the kind of emotion that is rarely felt, and the people on hand felt it too.  The heat was off the charts.  Karhula was a man possessed, tearing into me as we brawled, before I could turn the match in my favor and run him head-first into the ring post.

My wife Diana happened to be at ringside with her new camera, taking pics:

I was able to find one single sympathizer to the traditional, conservative family cause, and that was FCF Wrestling’s Teuvo.  Although he’s a beer-swigging hick, Teuvo is a man of principle.  He still believes in black and white, too.  So I had him come out with a Straight Pride sign and act as my one, single backer at this LGBT Eurogames event.  Teuvo even got in some kicks of his own on Karhula, once I left him laying at ringside.

I blasted Karhula with all I had, having a hell of a time doing it, too!  The crowd was irate and hot as hell.  I hammered Karhula until we both got knocked down center-ring.  Karhula had that entire Eurogames crowd behind him, as he rallied a comeback against me.  Teuvo made his presence known at the most-critical moment, blasting Karhula with an open beer can in the face, allowing me to capitalize on Karhula’s misstep and roll him up for the pin and win.  Sure, he got up and dropped both Teuvo and I with a Death Valley Driver afterwards, but my win was already in the history books, right in front of the most antagonistic crowd that I could ever imagine wrestling in front of.

My main event win was not only a win for StarBuck, it was a win for the entire Straight Pride cause.  Where no one has the guts to stand up and make some noise for what they really believe in, should it deter from the ruling PC thought of the day, because they fear public sentiment and others’ public opinions so much, one man took the bull by the horns and led the charge.  The man that took the bullets and arrows for everyone else, for those who didn’t have the guts to stand when called upon, that man stood tall in the end.  Isn’t that what an anti-hero is?  It sure as hell is in my book.

If you wish to hear my legendary promo as well as see the video of my matches with Karhula and Jessica Love from Eurogames, like FCF Wrestling’s Facebook page and see the bouts there!  Otherwise, here are some stellar clips from my match against Jessica Love as well as the other matches at Eurogames, filmed and edited by the talented Juha Sihtola of Mad-Cam!

Yesterday, the long-awaited feature film story about me, Spandex Sapiens, came out in Finnkino movie theaters across the country of Finland.  To celebrate and promote this monumental occasion, FCF Wrestling held a 6-hour wrestle-thon, outdoors in downtown Helsinki, smack-dab in front of the city’s main movie theater, Tennispalatsi.

In the main event, to tie in to the Spandex Sapiens movie release, I fought against transsexual Jessica Love in a battle of both values and polar opposites, as Jessica is the main, free-thinking, liberal antagonist vs. my traditional, conservative, masculine prototype in the movie.

As I wrote in one of my latest blogs, I really believe that the people at large on a societal level will find themselves choosing a side in this movie and the themes and values systems presented therein.  This was proven in blazing, vivid colors last night on the premises of Kampin Keskus, where the wrestling ring was set up in front of Tennispalatsi theater, when I got into the ring to take on Jessica Love.

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Telling the truth, and having a whole audiences mindset turn against me. (photo: Aki Mäki)

I gave a heated and hearty promo prior to our match, where I chagrined over the lack of moral absolutes and black-and-white principles in our modern society.  I challenged the crowd on hand to look into their souls and ask themselves if they really exemplified real masculinity as men, and real femininity as women, seeing how messed up our modern culture is in all its ambiguity.  The people started to turn against me, almost as if they were programmed to do so.  Brainwashed by the mass media and public sentiment of the day, the crowd became an angry mob.  Someone told me afterwards, that they were afraid that someone from the audience would rush the ring amidst my match with Jessica Love.

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Taking control of the match! (photo: Aki Mäki)

Jessica Love and I had a damn war of attrition (hell, I even penned the lyrics to a song by the same name by my thrash metal band Angel of Sodom!), in which we tore into each other with the kind of malicious intent that only two polar opposites could create!  The ring was slippery as hell, as the sky began to sprinkle rain just as our match began.  The canvas might as well have been an ice skating rink, making it damn hard to maneuver and get one’s timing down.  It was risky all around, but the sheer personal nature of our battle overrode all else.  The people present could certainly feel the tension in the air.  It was as real as it gets, folks!

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Balsara.net captures the raw emotion of the finish of our match!

In the end, I had such trouble getting my footing because of the rain, that Jessica was able to crack me with a nasty enzugiri, which put me down on the mat.  Jessica climbed the ropes to come off the top onto me with a senton splash, which I was able to roll out of the way from.  I then immediately hit my trademark spike piledriver for the inevitable pinfall and win.

The audience erupted in boos and jeers.  The people had spoken.  A virgin wrestling audience, peoples of all different nationalities, chose a side.  They went with the liberal, free-thinking brainwashing that they have been programmed to believe.  Somehow, I am not surprised.  As the referee in our match, Teemu, stated a few weeks ago on social media in regards to my person, “You either die a hero or live long enough to see yourself become the villain.”

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This is only the beginning.  Just as the theater run for Spandex Sapiens has just begun this weekend, so the issue between myself and Jessica Love goes on.  The next time we meet in the ring, it will be in front of Jessica Love’s own LGBT demographic.  On July 1 in Helsinki, an event called Eurogames will take place in the city center. It’s a huge sporting event, in conjunction with the annual Gay Pride parade in Helsinki.

There could be no greater heel than StarBuck when it comes to this event.  There could be no more sympathetic a babyface than Jessica Love when it comes to this event.  When the gates open to the public at 12:00 on July 1, right out of the blocks, this war of attrition gets a second chapter.  Jessica Love vs. StarBuck takes center stage at Eurogames, and it’s going to be a cold day in Hell-sinki for my transgender opponent when he/she goes down again, only this time, in front of his/her own people.

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StarBuck vs. Jessica Love – chapter 2 – Eurogames, Helsinki – July 1

For anyone who missed the mass media exposure for Spandex Sapiens in Finland this week, here are a plethora of links to check out!

http://www.iltasanomat.fi/viihde/art-2000001202020.html

http://www.hs.fi/urheilu/a1466055697006

http://areena.yle.fi/1-3518002

http://www.aamulehti.fi/kulttuuri/dokumentti-loysi-showpainikehasta-kivikautisen-miehen-ja-sateenkaarilipun-liehuttajan/

http://www.radiorock.fi/#!/post/5763d6960089b403009a2303

http://www.episodi.fi/elokuvat/spandex-sapiens/

http://www.katsomo.fi/#!/jakso/626288

 

For over a century now, professional wrestling has given spectators and fans worldwide a platform to voice their opinions and choose their idols and heroes, and conversely, choose their villains and anti-heroes.

For anyone who has ever seen the A&E channel’s “The Unreal Story of Pro Wrestling” piece from the late-’90s, there is a quote in there about the psychological impact of pro wrestling as a catharsis for the average person in modern society, offering a conduit to purge the soul through the role of the “face” or “heel” counterparts in any given wrestling match.  Pro wrestling is the last bastion of living folklore in a world that has arguably forgotten their heritage and roots, especially in the day and age of multi-culturalism, TV and film.

In pro wrestling, the viewer or fan is compelled to pick a side, living vicariously through the protagonist as they battle against the antagonist, and thereby being able to dispel any possible antipathies or angst that they might have.  It’s one of the last, great open forums of unconstrained and uncensored debate in today’s increasingly politically correct environment, where free speech is being drawn back and slowly, but surely, eradicated.

World culture and the media slant these days pushes the message hard that we must all be tolerant and “just get along”, as has been seen in Europe of late with the mass influx of refugees flooding the continent, along with current hot topics, such as transgender toilets in public schools and other institutions.  This same pitch has also crossed moral and ethical boundaries, with the gay rights and LGBT movement aggressively moving forward through Hollywood and TV culture at large, where formerly-noted minority groups are now not only given a regular platform, but they are pushed into the faces of everyone at large, whether you agree with it or not.  And you, regardless of your personal beliefs, are supposed to simply stand there and “accept” it.  Be tolerant.  Silently agree.  But don’t you dare publicly disagree!  Because if you do, the masses, who have largely been programmed by the media at large to think a certain way, will blackball you and ruin your good name!  Yeah, this is the paranoia and spirit of the day that we have arrived at.  People are damn afraid to speak anything that isn’t in line with the generally-accepted thought of the day.

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Jessica Love, seen here, representing the transgender community at Helsinki Pride

The great thing about pro wrestling is that we all don’t have to simply “just get along”.  No, if you have a differing opinion than the person sitting next to you, you are free to voice that opinion loud and proud.  You can boo and cheer who you want!  You can freely choose a side to stand on.  Whatever resonates with your values system, you can pick that side and roll with it.  Let the warring parties fight it out in the ring and back whichever one tickles your fancy!

The “babyface”, or “face”, has traditionally been the good guy in pro wrestling jargon.  They represent the noble, honorable virtues and morals held to be true.  The “heels”, on the other hand, represent the bad guys.  They have traditionally been the unscrupulous bastards, who are only in business for themselves and they use the collective sentiment of the given day as their personal roll of toilet paper.

Now, all this brings me to a promo that I held yesterday at Helsinki’s Pressa Club during FCF Wrestling’s Wrestling Show Live! event, after transgender fan favorite Jessica Love and Finnish wrestling veteran Stark Adder proved victorious in a tag team outing.  I took the mic and proceeded to cut a verbal message to Jessica Love, who is my counterpart in just about every conceivable way, and also happens to be my main antagonist in this summer’s theater release of Spandex Sapiens, the movie about my life and pro wrestling travels around the globe.  While Spandex Sapiens is not a wrestling movie in and of itself, showcasing a much wider array of topics and meat on the bone besides pro wrestling, it does serve as a very open platform over the polarizing discussion of modern, overt liberalism vs. old school, conservative values.

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My controversial promo at Wrestling Show Live! yesterday (photo: http://www.markosimonen.com)

This morning, when I opened my Facebook, I saw a private message for a certain wrestling fan asking why I opted to go heel yesterday.  I simply sat back, amused at this estimation.

Since when did standing for traditional values become a negative thing and something to be frowned upon?  Since when did being a real man, in the most traditional sense – standing for solid, unmoving principles – become a heelish thing to do?  Maybe I’m the one missing the boat here, but I just don’t get it.

I have not changed my views, opinions or message during my entire pro wrestling and media career.  Since 1999, when I first began getting media exposure to a larger degree, I have kept the same image and approach, regardless of what has been “in”, “hip” or “pop” at any given period in time.  I have stemmed the tide, stayed the course, and been consistent.  I have not wavered or changed my tune because of deriding opinions or attacks on my character.  Even back in 2006, when my Stoner Kings band released our Fuck The World album, I/we got blasted by certain medias and people, who completely shat all over our piece of business, but even then, I stood my ground and stood tall.  Nothing has changed.  In my estimation, this the measure of a man.  Say what you mean, and mean what you say.  Stand for what you believe in, regardless of who is against you or whatever is the popular consent of the day.

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In the last Rambo movie from 2008, Sly Stallone’s John Rambo character summed up the message of the film in one, single, iconic line: “Die for nothing, or live for something.”

Me personally, I have done just that.  I have stood for traditional, masculine values in an ever-changing world and vastly convoluted age.  I have offered the iconic view of masculine forte, for better or worse.  It’s been the kind of prototype that kids could look up to, as I have heard several parents attest to.  I believe the man is the head of the household, the one that leads the dance with the girl, the one that takes charge and carries his own responsibility and stands like a rock for what he believes in.  Take it or leave it!  I make no apology.

So therefore, I come back to my promo regarding Jessica Love and the theater debut of my story, Spandex Sapiens, on June 17 this summer across Finland and Sweden.  Yeah, right up here in this neck of the woods, where PC thought reigns supreme and the gospel of tolerance of all kinds is espoused over and beyond reason.  And I find it peculiar, that my movie comes out just before Pride Week in Finland, where the exact demographic that “heels” on my kind of beliefs and traditional values will have it’s annual day in the sun.

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Jessica Love represents everything that Pride Week is about.  Jessica is the perfect posterboy/girl/person for the LGBT community and exudes the liberal sentiment of our current state of society, especially here in the Nordics.  In pro wrestling, especially for fans in the southern, capital region of Finland, along with a plethora of Swedes in cities like Gothenburg, Malmö and Stockholm, all find Jessica Love to be a sympathetic “babyface” to rally behind.  Indeed, you would be hard-pressed to find a more complete opposite of myself than Jessica Love.

So this summer, take a stand.  Choose a side!  If you believe in the man being the head of the house, and still believe that a man must be king in his own home, leading the charge and taking responsibility, standing where others fall, then I welcome you to my side.  Stand with me and represent classic, traditional masculinity!  If the Russel Crowe movie The Gladiator rang bell with you, then my call goes out to you!

If you vehemently oppose my train of thought or simply cannot stomach traditional societal roles, then I welcome you to join the opposing side with Jessica Love, where the colors of the rainbow shine brightly.

If being a real man in the classic, iconic, traditional sense makes StarBuck a heel, then so be it.  I have no misgivings and no regrets.

Get your tickets to Spandex Sapiens around the country at Finnkino theates HERE.  It all starts on June 17!!!

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On Friday, June 17, the day that Spandex Sapiens hits Finnkino movie theaters across Finland, there will also be a huge pro wrestling one day festival outdoors in downtown Helsinki in front of Tennispalatsi Finnkino theater.  Matches will start at 12:00 noon, with a series of three matches at the top of every hour, until 20:00 when the main event and apropo theme of the Spandex Sapiens movie takes place, as I wrestle against Jessica Love in the last slot of this eight-hour-plus action extravaganza!  Plus, remember folks, outdoors it’ll be free to the public!

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StarBuck vs. Jessica Love — LIVE on June 17 outdoors in Helsinki at Tennispalatsi @ 20:00

One week from today, it’ll be time to lace up the proverbial boots and step into the pro wrestling ring for the first match of 2016.  Just this past week, on January 7, I passed my 22-year mark since my first live wresting match as an active competitor.  Now, here in 2016, this old dog is still alive and kicking.

Hell, I’m sure there are some that would just wish an old warhorse like me would die out and fade away, but that just ain’t happening.  Not yet.  I will be the one to dictate when and where, barring serious injury or an Act of God.

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There are days that I wonder how long I will want to keep up actively wrestling.  There is a limit to all things, a bump card that keeps filling up, and every year, I just have to find a way to wrestle smarter and navigate better.  It’s a challenge, but one that I embrace.  After all, at heart, I am a fighter.

At 42-years of age, I look at many contemporaries in our business and size myself up against them.  Old friends like Chris Jericho are a mere couple years older than me, and still in good stride, able to compete at the highest level.  My old wrestling coach Lance Storm of Storm Wrestling Academy in Calgary, Canada, gets in the ring daily with his wrestling students and has actual matches against them to help them improve, and Lance is three years my senior.  Heck, when I lost the SMASH championship title to Dave “Fit” Finlay in 2011 in Tokyo, the legendary Irishman was just over 50 at that point, and he ran me ragged!

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Dave Finlay was an absolute beast inside of that ring past the age of 50!

Alas, here in 2016, I sit at my desktop computer, writing this blog, and I ponder my own situation.  I’ve been at this grappling game for a good number of years now, putting in the miles, flying here and there, up against the best competition around the globe.  I look at a guy like Keiji Muto in Japan, a man whom I look up to greatly for his legacy and longevity in our business, and see how beat up his knees are past the age of 50 now.  I think of guys like Triple H, in his mid-40s now, wrestling a very limited schedule, with only a few shots a year at most.  And then there is The Undertaker, who continues to hang on, also grappling a mere few times a year, as everyone asks when his last Wrestlemania moment will be.

As a veteran, it’s hard to hang it up, because at the heart of it all, we are all fans of this game.  Look at Terry Funk, the legendary old NWA World champion and hardcore wrestling legend.  He could never exorcise the wrestler out of his system, and the number of his announced “retirements” has been baffling.  That’s because Terry Funk loves pro wrestling.  Just like the other veterans out there, who refuse to die out and fade away.

I recall Bret “Hitman” Hart saying in his autobiography, that he never wanted anyone to see him wrestle as an old fart, past his due date.  I can relate to that, as it becomes a matter of personal pride in your own legacy and accomplishments.  You don’t want to be in a place where you are just a shell of what you used to be at your prime.  As long as you can produce top-notch matches and carry your personal piece of business with your head held high, I say go.  Don’t let anyone stop you.

And so it is in 2016, that 22 years into the pro wrestling game, I look at the date of January 16 at the Pressa Club in Helsinki.  I look at the match I will have that night and the tag team partner that I am paired with that evening: Stark Adder.

Adder is another veteran, a year older than Yours Truly, but equally a warhorse of high fortitude and morale that keeps the flame alive.  We’ve fought each other numerous times over the past decade, and we have nothing but the highest mutual respect for one another.

Now, on January 16, Adder and I will join forces to do battle with Adder’s former tag team partner and ex-protege, Ricky Vendetta, and his partner, FCF champion, Valentine.  This is a huge tag match on paper, a monumental bout that will see Adder and Vendetta lock horns for the first time since Vendetta turned on his former mentor about a half-year ago.

I warmly welcome you all out to Helsinki on January 16 to see what very well may be deemed as “The Veteran’s League”, as we clash with the kind of opposition that will surely translate into a classic match at the Pressa Club in Helsinki, with a showtime start of 18:00 and doors opening at 17:30, tickets 20e/person.

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What a ride it’s been!  Over the past six years, since the summer of 2009 to be exact, film producer Oskari Pastila (whose last film was the acclaimed Knucklebonehead in 2013) has been busy shooting my story, which he entitled Spandex Sapiens.

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Originally carrying the working title Babyface, Oskari went for more of a Marvel Comics approach and thus dubbed the work Spandex Sapiens.  We’ve been filming as far away as Japan on a couple of occasions, in addition to Germany, Sweden, The Bahamas, USA and even footage from Romania, in addition to Finland.  This thing has been shot on three different continents, for Pete’s sake!

My movie rival, transsexual wrestler Jessica Love, looks on at the filmed segments between takes with writer ilja Rautsi and director Oskari Pastila.

My movie rival, transsexual wrestler Jessica Love, looks on at the filmed segments between takes with writer ilja Rautsi and director Oskari Pastila.

Now, after much delay and much wait, the official world premiere of the movie is at hand on Thursday, November 5 in Helsinki, as part of the Night Visions Film Festival for 2015, slated for a showtime of 17:45 at Maxim theater (located at Kluuvikatu 1, Helsinki).

It’s been quite a journey!  One that features a tale of love lost and love found, falling out with one girlfriend only for me to find the girl that would become my wife.  It features a scintillating theme of Yours Truly, as the prototypical throwback to the conservative retro kind of caveman from yesterday vs. the all-accepting, liberal values of my antagonist counterpart in the movie, Europe’s only transsexual wrestler, Jessica Love.  It also features the price of the path less traveled by the lone wolf, who makes a way where there is no way, to create a legacy.

Sound engineer Svante Colerus puts the final touches on Spandex Sapiens.

Sound engineer Svante Colerus puts the final touches on Spandex Sapiens.

In short, Spandex Sapiens has a lot of meat on the bone, and something on tap that will touch every viewer in some way.  This movie is not politically correct, nor does it pander to the prevalent social conscience of our modern day.  It’s a film that will divide viewers straight down the middle.  You’ll either love it, or you’ll hate it, simply due to the vivid clash of values that are presented in the film.  I am sure the critics will have a field day with this one!

Mark the date down in your calendars, folks.  November 5, 2015 – the world premiere of Spandex Sapiens!

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On the same night, as an afterparty for the movie, FCF Wrestling and Night Visions will feature the Spandex Sapiens Afterparty & Wrestling Show at Cultural Arena Gloria in downtown Helsinki, with a showtime of 21:00.  I will be grappling against Jessica Love on that show, in honor of the main theme in the movie.  Also on the card, a plethora of other top matches, and fans who bought a movie ticket to the film premiere the same night get 5 Euros off of the ticket price at the afterparty wrestling show.