RIP Romero

I believe zombies can happen. This is why they terrify me. When I was a kid, I was obsessed with all things horror. As an adult, I usually steer clear of horror with zombies, scary aliens, and evil. All other things I can handle but those I can't deal with and when it comes to zombies I partially blame Romero.

George Romero changed the world by introducing us to our deepest fears. He challenged us to ask are we really a vapid culture. Many times it wasn't the zombies who carried out great evil but the people reacting to the zombies. His legacy will be felt in the horror world for generations. Just stay in the ground George.

Thank you Mr. Romero.

90s Taboos: Masturbation

I remember in the 90s when masturbation was beginning to be de-fanged as it were. It was the first of the sexual taboos to become more and more talked about in the mainstream. Bill Clinton's surgeon general, Joycelyn Elders, was even promoting jacking off to help curb teen pregnancy and STD infections. She was promptly fired by President Clinton. Oh The Irony!

I never felt bad about rubbing one out. It feels good and well clears the head. And yes, afterwards, I always wash my hands. To me the best song and video of the 90s about getting off solo is the Divinyls 'I Touch Myself'. The song doesn't hold up well--most pop songs from the 90s don't--but I still remember listening to it so much I received it as a Christmas present from my mom. When it comes to music, my mom has never been one to really censor what we listen to. My mom is actually pretty bad ass.

Growing up gay as a teenager in the 90s was interesting in a sense I was on the cusp with everyone else when it came to breaking all sexual taboos in the mainstream. Sometimes I miss those feelings of discovery. And yes especially the thrill of touching myself in those early years.

What are your thoughts on fucking yourself?

Menage a YES!! Justin Trudeau and Emmanuel Macron

So France and Canada have certifiably hot presidents. Not ugly but kinda hot because they are in politics so power makes them a little hot, but in every day life they would be borderline fugly. Looking at you Mike Pence.! NO! Truly hot. The kinda sex appeal that you could see yourself having a threesome with even though you know they might be uncut and Fromage might be on the table.

Yes French-Canadian Dick cheese. I hate dick cheese but for these two hot men, I could hold my nose and develop an acquired taste. OOOHHHH LA LA!

Plus they seem like good people with good politics.
I miss OBAMA!

Who would you hold your nose for to fuck?

Playing Gay: Is it the new Black-face?

Ryan Phillippe aka Billy Douglas

The first time I was aware of a gay character on TV was Ryan Phillippe playing a gay teen on One Life To Live. Soap Operas were a staple in my family's television consumption. It was also a source for a young gaylette to store jack off material pre-internet. Soap Operas were notorious for hot hunks going shirtless for no reason. Guiding Light was the one we never missed but we would flirt back and forth between other daily dramas. But in 1992 somehow I clued into the fact that dreamy Ryan would be playing Billy Douglas. Of course this was before Ellen's big reveal. I was 14 years old then, grateful to see a gay character on the screen even if the actor himself was straight. It was brave of him because it could have ruined his career and helped me be a little braver because I saw someone on TV with whom I could relate to.

Is Playing Gay The New Black-face

Flash forward to 2017. I am 38 and live an openly gay life in Atlanta. Gay characters abound on TV. Gay Sex is common place. Hell it is now seen as vanilla sex. There are more openly gay actors and actresses than ever so why the FUCK are so many gay characters being played by straight actors? It is no longer brave but now upsetting. I recently watched an episode of Dimension 404 on Hulu. Constance Wu, who I assume is straight but her Wikipedia profile is lack on the info, plays a lesbian army psychiatrist in the episode. Beyond the Twilight Zone tropes the show relies on the episode was nothing singularly spectaular but I was annoyed by the fact that the character could have been played by a number of gay or bi actresses.
I don't particularly understand why she was selected to play the character. It wasn't a brave choice. It actually was annoying and distracting. And insulting. I wondered if it was the equivalent of Black-face.

What are your thoughts on the subject matter?

Rent Boy for Hire?

Rent Boy for Hire?

I always wanted to be a prostitute. Yes, I have glamorized that life. The thing is I am not the type that can have sex with anyone. Now I am an Equal Opportunity Employer but I do discriminate against two things: manners and hygiene. The latter is really the one that will shut some shit down and cause the sphincter muscles to tighten. Bad breath, unwashed groin, dick cheese, and ass butter are not the things that turn me on. But you can fix a lot of what I just mentioned with some water and various types of cleansers. 

Bad manners however are a no-no. I recently kicked someone out of my bed (ok wasn't my bed but you get the point) because I knew he was only seeing me as a piece of meat to be used. I am not a FLESHLIGHT!

What got me on this topic is I realize a lot of us young fags turn to prostitution to pay for many things when we are younger and broke. I never hooked, but I did 'date' for things. (Blow jobs mostly) Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to turn tricks but I am older and like things like washed cocks and nice manners. Oh Well.

Here is a video by Willam Belli about hooking.
Enjoy.

Moonlight Movie Review: I am enough

Moonlight or

Why I am enough

I saw Moonlight after hesitating to see it each time it was released in Atlanta. Moonlight had a longer run in its initial drop in the Atlanta market. Living in this wonderful racially and sexually diverse city where your Lyft driver talks about how much she loves her son but knows he struggles as a young, gay, black man in such an open, honest way, keeps you in a bubble. I live in a bubble. With the election of Trump and the more I distance myself from my white, southern, rural roots, I feel safely enclosed in this bubble so much that I have the luxury of forgetting I was/am other in a way that is so wrong to so many.

I think that is why I resisted seeing Moonlight. I vaguely knew it was about a bullied, black kid growing up in harsh circumstances but is helped by a drug dealer and his kind girlfriend (Janelle Monae is a dream, truly). But I resisted seeing it because Little, the name of the main character as a child, looked familiar. I was Little. Other than not having the African-American culture as a backdrop to my childhood (I grew up in a trailer park in the south with a mix of races and ethnicities) and having parents who weren't addicts, I lived in the abject poverty Little did. I knew what it was like to have bad clothes, to boil water for your daily bath, to have roaches everywhere and anywhere. I knew what it was like to run into scary, dangerous buildings to hide from monstrous boys chasing after you like a creature from a classic horror film. I knew all these things because I lived all these things, so I didn't want to see the movie. What I didn't expect was to understand Little (now called Black) as an adult.

I posted something earlier about learning this year that I am enough. Rarely in my young and teen-aged life did I feel like enough. So instead I became similar to the ones who were telling me I wasn't enough. I didn't have the skills to slip into a hard external shell like Black did but I did slip into the next best thing, a mean gay. I hurt others because I needed to get there first. I still have the Chris who knows how to say the right thing to take someone down the way Black did in the scene where he gets revenge, but I keep him at bay, slowly telling him he is enough. Hoping one day he believes it. I thank Moonlight for showing me an ending where I can breathe, where Little can breathe. Even if it's air in a bubble.

Kelis: Flesh Tone

I knew who Kelis was before Flesh Tone. To me she was the milkshake girl, not as nasty as the neck, crack girl but equally ratchet before ratchet was a word in the vernacular. It wasn't until much later that I rediscovered her through her much underrated album Flesh Tone. Flesh Tone was produced by David Guetta but it has Kelis' much sensual stamp on the whole production. Sensuality is more than just about sex. It is why we now call things Food Porn or Word Porn. It invokes all senses. And Sensuality is not always about Sexuality because sometimes fucking is just fucking. Kelis brings more to her musicianship by using sensuality with the beats and lyrics and pauses. Listening to Flesh Tone has always given me a sense of aural euphoria. (I know how that comes across but it is how I feel each time I listen to it.)

It isn't a perfect album and has some missteps in the tracks that bridge the main songs but I do like the overall composition. And when I say missteps, I am really splitting hairs. Acapella was the main hit of the album but the song that always gets me in the mood for dancing is 22nd Century. Emancipate is a bit of a throwaway but still hits just right on the dance floor or in your living room after a couple of glasses of wine. I put a link to the album on YouTube, but Buy the Album. Support the artist.
https://youtu.be/QD91D-fFNRc