If you don’t recognize the reference to HG Wells’ The Time Machine stop reading now. You’re probably either an elite, useless Eloi or a knuckle-scraping, troglodyte Morlock. And that’s where our world is headed, unless we unabashedly revere unadorned manhood once again. Otherwise we’ll just be a bunch of Jussie Smolletts speaking though our attorneys at all the horrible, racist, homophobic, transcrap, global-warming-noose-bleachings.