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	BackToQueer Ever wondered what it feels like to be GAY? From a straight person's point of view, it might just seem kinda alien like, even sickening - sleeping and having sex with men (or women for all you tongue action LLLLLLLesbians). I'm not a straight person - and even to me (at this point in my life) sex is disturbing. And it's not like gay people spend their nights wondering how straight people do it - it's pretty obvious - provided your mom or dad did that 'birds and the bees' thang wit u. And as soon as we're born our parents start building this 'future' for us and a dream of grand children for them, they educate us the way they were educated, correcting where their parents in turn went wrong, yet everything is trial and error. And as there is no perfect parent, there is no perfect child. So, the little fucker picks his nose, she lifts her dress and shows you her fanny, your other boy is 'too quiet' and touches his friends in the wrong places. Psychologists proved that to be harmless, mind you - as long as you reprimand the child in the correct way and make it clear that it's not nice of him to touch his friend's 'peepee'. It's also not nice of her to want to play with his 'totty' - and who knows what little girls can get up to ... Does wanting to touch his friends' genitals mean he's gonna grow up to be a pervert, or even worse - gay? Chances are - he's more likely to become a pedophile than a gay, due to constant rude and vicious scoldings for playing with the dog inside the house, for trying to fix his own toy, or because it's the daddy who does the 'playing' ... - cause it's almost certain (and I agree almost agree with this) that gays are born that way. Click for article. Of course there are exceptions to every rule. Now, I'm not going to clog your arteries by thickening the already spiced up yet boring plot of my pre-webdevelopmental, physical and mental growing years. The inevitable will seap through occasionally, touching on when I found out I was 'different'. I'm not gonna tell you at all about my life as a child, I'm just making that clear - cause that's plain boring (not that many would be interested anyway). I am though going to comment on my perception of what life is like, being gay. Through observation of the following: of other gay people, straight people's views of gay people, and a parent's possible view of his/her child's coming out or NOT coming out ... Everyone is and grows up different(ly), with varying opportunities and circumstances, which play a role in who you are as you sit there and read this. I believe that most people - even the most severe bashers out there - have had at some point in their lives some sort of same sex tendency and acted upon it. If they liked what they saw they'll return for more merchandise - and maybe not be so darn bashful. I'm also not saying everyone at the age of 19 knows whether they like fish or the odd beefcake. I am though mentioning that everyone prefers a certain sex to the other (duh), whether it be same sex, hetero, self sex, just the company of the same sex or of the opposite, philandering between the sexes ... this is what makes us human, don't ya think? It's 'fun' going around, (acting or) being completely promiscuous and unzipping for every Tom, (his) Dick and a Harry that pops along, isn't it? It's even more 'fun' to take that poor sod home, hit him a couple of times on the head with the butt of a magnum, rape him when he's half dead, hang him against some fence outside this town that you're just passing through anyway and leave him to die - or is it? I (sometimes openly) disagree with promiscuity: it's dangerous for obvious reasons (more than meets the eye), and wrong towards yourself - and the other person's body you're using for sex - and even though it might seem the mutual and consented use of each other's assets - it doesn't make it right. The same goes for paying for sex. No way will I respect someone who accepts anything in return for sexual activities, no way can I see that act to be right in the eyes of anyone else. Prove me wrong. I'll also give the Americans another credit (apart from giving birth to Microsoft and NASA): they kinda have a point with regards to sexual preference - to many of them it's just a label. You can be a mean mother or a full on drag queen - you don't have to wear stilletto's to be gay ... It's like this: you're human and therefor a person, right? (If you answered NO to that, keep on reading - the fact that you got this far means there's some sign of intelligence, mail me please!) All of us have ultimately a sexual need and frustration which drive some to pregnancy, others to marriage, and others to more creative replacements. When you're a teenager, you might have a sexual hunger that would set those well hung stallions a-runnin'. Who you choose to satisfy that need with is just that - YOUR CHOICE. You accept the consequences. You either stock the condoms or find a job to take care of that baby, or arrange a meeting with your parents to tell them the cripling truth; they're never gonna have a grandchild cause you're gay ... All of this comes after much debate of course over whether same sex tendencies are right or wrong, whether you believe in God or not - there is a moral issue involved. IF you believe in God (whether you're a Christian, Jew, Catholic, Muslim ...) - good luck honey, and God's strength ... cause it's not an easy task convincing yourself that you in fact are still a creation, and that you're still loved, sometimes only by yourself, sometimes not even ... Life in gay circles can be taunting, some days extatically wonderbra and other days worse than a pap smear ... Gay friends can be the best friends - or the worst fucking bitching backstabbers in this solar system ... Gay love is fabulara, except when he's a philandering useless parasite who only comes home or pops by when he's hungry. See, not much difference between straights and gays ... The main difference is attitude. And that, dearies, also according to Einstein, is the highest form of intelligence. You are life, as you live it. Not who you choose to have sex with. - 16 June 2000

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Ever wondered what it feels like to be GAY? From a straight person's point of view, it might just seem kinda alien like, even sickening - sleeping and having sex with men (or women for all you tongue action LLLLLLLesbians). I'm not a straight person - and even to me (at this point in my life) sex is disturbing. And it's not like gay people spend their nights wondering how straight people do it - it's pretty obvious - provided your mom or dad did that 'birds and the bees' thang wit u. And as soon as we're born our parents start building this 'future' for us and a dream of grand children for them, they educate us the way they were educated, correcting where their parents in turn went wrong, yet everything is trial and error. And as there is no perfect parent, there is no perfect child.

So, the little fucker picks his nose, she lifts her dress and shows you her fanny, your other boy is 'too quiet' and touches his friends in the wrong places. Psychologists proved that to be harmless, mind you - as long as you reprimand the child in the correct way and make it clear that it's not nice of him to touch his friend's 'peepee'. It's also not nice of her to want to play with his 'totty' - and who knows what little girls can get up to ... Does wanting to touch his friends' genitals mean he's gonna grow up to be a pervert, or even worse - gay? Chances are - he's more likely to become a pedophile than a gay, due to constant rude and vicious scoldings for playing with the dog inside the house, for trying to fix his own toy, or because it's the daddy who does the 'playing' ... - cause it's almost certain (and I agree almost agree with this) that gays are born that way. Click for article. Of course there are exceptions to every rule.

Now, I'm not going to clog your arteries by thickening the already spiced up yet boring plot of my pre-webdevelopmental, physical and mental growing years. The inevitable will seap through occasionally, touching on when I found out I was 'different'. I'm not gonna tell you at all about my life as a child, I'm just making that clear - cause that's plain boring (not that many would be interested anyway). I am though going to comment on my perception of what life is like, being gay. Through observation of the following: of other gay people, straight people's views of gay people, and a parent's possible view of his/her child's coming out or NOT coming out ...

Everyone is and grows up different(ly), with varying opportunities and circumstances, which play a role in who you are as you sit there and read this. I believe that most people - even the most severe bashers out there - have had at some point in their lives some sort of same sex tendency and acted upon it. If they liked what they saw they'll return for more merchandise - and maybe not be so darn bashful. I'm also not saying everyone at the age of 19 knows whether they like fish or the odd beefcake. I am though mentioning that everyone prefers a certain sex to the other (duh), whether it be same sex, hetero, self sex, just the company of the same sex or of the opposite, philandering between the sexes ... this is what makes us human, don't ya think? It's 'fun' going around, (acting or) being completely promiscuous and unzipping for every Tom, (his) Dick and a Harry that pops along, isn't it? It's even more 'fun' to take that poor sod home, hit him a couple of times on the head with the butt of a magnum, rape him when he's half dead, hang him against some fence outside this town that you're just passing through anyway and leave him to die - or is it? I (sometimes openly) disagree with promiscuity: it's dangerous for obvious reasons (more than meets the eye), and wrong towards yourself - and the other person's body you're using for sex - and even though it might seem the mutual and consented use of each other's assets - it doesn't make it right. The same goes for paying for sex. No way will I respect someone who accepts anything in return for sexual activities, no way can I see that act to be right in the eyes of anyone else. Prove me wrong.

I'll also give the Americans another credit (apart from giving birth to Microsoft and NASA): they kinda have a point with regards to sexual preference - to many of them it's just a label. You can be a mean mother or a full on drag queen - you don't have to wear stilletto's to be gay ... It's like this: you're human and therefor a person, right? (If you answered NO to that, keep on reading - the fact that you got this far means there's some sign of intelligence, mail me please!) All of us have ultimately a sexual need and frustration which drive some to pregnancy, others to marriage, and others to more creative replacements. When you're a teenager, you might have a sexual hunger that would set those well hung stallions a-runnin'. Who you choose to satisfy that need with is just that - YOUR CHOICE. You accept the consequences. You either stock the condoms or find a job to take care of that baby, or arrange a meeting with your parents to tell them the cripling truth; they're never gonna have a grandchild cause you're gay ...

All of this comes after much debate of course over whether same sex tendencies are right or wrong, whether you believe in God or not - there is a moral issue involved. IF you believe in God (whether you're a Christian, Jew, Catholic, Muslim ...) - good luck honey, and God's strength ... cause it's not an easy task convincing yourself that you in fact are still a creation, and that you're still loved, sometimes only by yourself, sometimes not even ...

Life in gay circles can be taunting, some days extatically wonderbra and other days worse than a pap smear ... Gay friends can be the best friends - or the worst fucking bitching backstabbers in this solar system ... Gay love is fabulara, except when he's a philandering useless parasite who only comes home or pops by when he's hungry.

See, not much difference between straights and gays ... The main difference is attitude. And that, dearies, also according to Einstein, is the highest form of intelligence. You are life, as you live it. Not who you choose to have sex with.

- 16 June 2000