The modern man is adrift among the great men of history. He is a shell of his father.

The pressure that used to shape men is gone. War. Hardship. The world no longer hammers him.

He lives in abundance. Food, safety, shelter. The instruction manual is missing.

His father's playbook is the first source. Hollywood is the second. A male job is the third.

He is a formless thing in a shapeless world. He needs a blueprint.
