Meanwhile, the boy’s father has to do his part. He needs to mirror and affirm his son’s maleness. He can play rough-and-tumble games with his son, in ways that are decidedly different from the games he would play with a little girl. He can help his son learn to throw and catch a ball. He can teach him to pound a square wooden peg into a square hole in a pegboard. He can even take his son with him into the shower, where the boy cannot help but notice that Dad has a penis, just like his, only bigger.
Let me see if I’ve got this straight (no punis intended.) First, you get all Greco-Roman with the boy, introducing him to the world of rough trade. Then, you simulate the sexy, teaching him how to pound a phallic object into a surrogate anus. Finally, you take him into the shower and show him your hairy fuck-stick. Check, check and check. You’ve just saved your son from a lifetime of psychological scarring and set him on the path to becoming a well-adjusted heterosexual man. That’s some good parenting.
For the record, I wouldn’t trust Dobson to raise the roof, let alone children. Further down the page on that Daily Kos link you will find an anecdote about how he beat the fuck out of his dog to make it obey, illustrating that the same measures should be taken with wayward offspring. Brilliant. You beat them, then you take them in the shower where they can be eye-level with your dick and you wash away the tears.