The men's movement is a misnomer. It is neither political like the civil rights movement nor activist like the women's movement. It is a convenient catchphrase for something that is bubbling up around the country -- men attending consciousness-raising seminars, men tramping off for weekends in the woods, men crying, men laughing, men drumming -- which suggest that the state of American guyness is kind of shaky.
These activities do constitute a kind of movement, but it is a spiritual one. The white-haired guru of this transformation is the poet Robert Bly, whose book Iron John has been on the best-seller...