i am male. hear me roar.

There is perhaps nothing so excessively male as peeing outside. Standing there with the wind in your face while you drown flowers and write your name in the dirt. Nothing quite like it.

Unfortunately, this queen-mum led civilization over here in england supresses all things male. This is why british men have accents, drink tea, and apologize when you walk into them.

However, in the town of oxford there is a bastion of maledom that breathes freedom and power back into the male soul. It's no surprise that it's at the american history center. Some genius-god, while designing this building must have recognized the downcast spirit of the british male and sought to remedy that. So, as a gesture of good will, urinals were done away with and replaced with one of those walls with a drain at the bottom. You just stand there, pee, and walk away. no aiming required.

While there are no flowers to destroy in the process, it's a civilized equivalent.