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Authors: James McBride Dabbs,Mary Godwin Dabbs

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Chapter 9. The Taming of Testosterone
194
Ares at Olympus
194
Ancient and Modern Times
194
Tribal Values
196
Joining the Club
199
Power and Legend
202
Belonging and Behaving
202
Too Many Men?
207
"But We Have Free Will"
209
Epilogue
The Circle
213
Notes
217
References
247
Index
269
 
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ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
Writing this book and conducting the research behind it has been challenging, and I am indebted to all the people who helped. My graduate and undergraduate students brought enthusiasm, creativity, and resourcefulness to the research. Many of the findings reported here came from experiments they initiated. The heroes, rogues, lovers, and others who allowed us to study them made the research possible. Friends and colleagues put me in touch with other researchers in the social and biological sciences who were studying testosterone. Georgia State University generously supported me, and the National Science Foundation, National Institute of Mental Health, and Guggenheim Foundation provided research funding. Olivia Blumer of the Karpfinger Agency and Griffin Hansbury of McGraw-Hill worked tirelessly to get the book into print.
My friends and family, including my sons James and Alan and my daughter-in-law Geri, read chapters and told me stories that I used in the book. Lynn Kerpel answered my questions about literature, history, and punctuation. Finally, many thanks to Mary, my wife and coauthor, who organized my notes, draft chapters, and stacks of articles into a coherent whole and translated academic language into plain English.
 
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PROLOGUE
BEGINNINGS
Farm Animals
In
The African Queen
, Rose Sayer, a stern, puritanical missionary, objected to the uncivilized ways of her traveling companion, a hard-drinking riverboat man named Charlie Allnut. She said to him, "Nature, Mr. Allnut, is what we were put on this earth to rise above!" In 1951, when the movie came out, Miss Sayer was putting into words what almost everybody understood was a basic truth.
I was a teenager then, living with my family on a farm in South Carolina. We grew row crops and pine trees, and we had chickens, miscellaneous other animals, and a mule named Belle. I raised corn, lettuce, pigs and cows, on my own and as 4-H and Future Farmer projects. In those days before hi-tech pens, the animals were free enough to act natural, although we castrated the young bulls and boars. Castration reduced their boldness and their interest in sex. It also improved the flavor of their meat, which was the reason we castrated them. I didn't know the male sex hormone testosterone by name then, but I had a practical understanding of what it did.
On the farm, we were in a good position to see similarities between people and animals, but we preferred to see differences. We knew, or thought we knew, that all animals really cared about was food, sex, and danger. We, on the other hand, put a level of civilization between ourselves and all that. We had table manners, wore clothes, got married, and supported the sheriff with our tax dollars. Observing social decorum helped assure us that, unlike animals, people were blessed with souls.
 
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The lines of nature seemed clear then. People were the children of God, and animals were, in the words of the Bible, "dumb beasts."
Perhaps we emphasized our souls because our bodies, washed and dressed up as they might be, were still animal bodies. Although we did not have horns and tails, we knew they would be part of the punishment package if we did not pay proper attention to our souls. We poked fun at people who reminded us of animals. I remember my mother's disdain for a neighbor who scratched his back against a doorjamb. She said, "He looks like a hog scratching his back on a fence post."
Monkey Glands and Culture
In 1955, I left the farm, went to college and then to graduate school, and became a social psychologist. I lived in cities, studied people, and didn't think much about animals until 1972, when I visited the Yerkes Primate Field Station, near Atlanta, Georgia. Scientists there were studying the social life of primates. They studied relationships, leadership, communication, sex, and aggression. Dr. Irwin Bernstein showed me around and told me about their work.
One part of the project involved redwood "totem poles" he had put up in the monkey compounds. Each pole had an electrically charged grid near the top, and the point of the study was to see how the monkeys would learn about the grids and tell the others about them. Not all monkeys responded the same way. One group ate their pole, and another never went near theirs. But in a group of stump-tailed macaques, the dominant male, called the alpha male, took the pole very seriously. Bernstein pointed him out to me. He was easy to identify by the way he strutted, fluffed out his fur, and stood with his front paws turned outward, making himself look bigger than he was. The alpha male had special privileges, including extra sex, but he also had responsibilities. He took it as part of his job to explore anything new or potentially harmful. It was he who climbed the tower first thing in the morning after it was put up and discovered it was dangerous. He braved a shock or two, pretending to feel no pain, but when the shocks continued, he let out a warning scream and jumped down. With the assistance of the beta male, his second-in-command, he chased the other monkeys into their indoor quarters. There they remained the rest of the morning, the alpha male leaning out the

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