Clint Eastwood might be on the wrong side of 175 years old, but he’s still hard as nails, brother, and he don’t like the touchy-feely state of our modern culture.

We live in more of a pussy generation now, where everybody’s become
used to saying, “Well, how do we handle it psychologically?” In those
days, you just punched the bully back and duked it out. Even if the guy
was older and could push you around, at least you were respected for
fighting back, and you’d be left alone from then on.

I don’t know if I can tell you exactly when the pussy generation
started. Maybe when people started asking about the meaning of life.

Yeah, you tell ’em, Clint! Searching for the answers to the imponderable truths of existence is for queers!

When Clint Eastwood tells you that our whole cultures too sissyfied for his tastes, you better listen. I mean, we’re talking about the original brawlin’, boozin’, two-fisted, red-blooded he-man of them all. Clint Eastwood has never done anything remotely girly in his whole life…

/wacky muted trumpet