So the first step to my madness is I want everyone to get on your grindr, scruff, whatever you device vice is. maybe even a social media like face book. somewhere you don’t have to actually talk directly to or at anyone and can hide behind something like a hashtag, cool new profile picture from some cool new party, or a photo of your torso saying you’re looking for net worth… i mean to network has become all to common these days.
i find that online media is the best way for us to be able to anonymously read other people! I mean jesus, read the comments section of any website and you’ll be in left in stitches because bitches are so quick to cut another person, but only doing so by hiding in their wolves clothing and screen name which brings me back to grindr.
Now i want you to think of something nice someone has said to you based on a short conversation, your photos, your stats: you know how you appear online without actually knowing anything about you. for me people online say stuff like “bitch you’re so crazy” “how high are you” “are you outside of my apartment right now? i’m calling the police.”
i don’t really get a lot of “damn dude you are a stone cold fox” “wanna go on a date” or “man you are the super masc and beefy and like cool and stuff”
most of my compliments come from drunk straight women, not the sexy guys I see on grindr or on pdxmugshots.com Of course with every good comment comes bad, or in my case worse! i want you to think of something awful that someone has said to you based on the same anonymous credentials that also can turn a completely different person on. Funny how that works.
Not everyone is gonna dig your flavor, but it’s amazing to me how many people go out of their way to let you know they don’t like strawberry ice cream! my usual messages i get on grindr consist of shit like “WOW YOU ARE WEIRD!” “sissy” “flamer” “Fag” or “you’re too femme” “is that lipstick” or my favorite “you’re what’s wrong with gay people”. I mean there are gay people in the world who are dying for being themselves and you’re worried about how femme I am or if that’s lip stick?
I’m not lily white- my ice cream flavor is actually frigid bitch, i do have my moments of mean girls weakness but for the most part being bullied my whole life. I have no reason to do that to others, especially my brothers and sisters. all of this animosity coming from gay men who are more or less fighting the same fight is absurd. we could be putting all that anger into coming good like an good angry fuck!
call me crazy, call me sexy, call me cool but i don’t want no scrub. i want equality and true freedom for all gay people within our community and the world. That has to start with the community itself. Sharon Tate said it best in Valley of the Dolls “You know how bitchy fags can be”- and look where it got her!
My question is if you want gay people be treated like everyone else then… why aren’t we treating all us queers in the same loving way? We can’t have a strong queer community if there are hateful messages in the animal kingdom between the otters, bears, lesbians, and guys like me: mermaids.
i realize some of this gay on gay (not in a good way) crime occurs in real life, not just on a sex hook up app or site to see how boring all your friends got. but things in real life are well not very real anymore. people are afraid to say something to your face, they would rather wait and say it to your Facebook.
well here’s my about me section: i grew up in italy and then when i was five i moved to the middle of nowhere missouri. talk about culture shock! thankfully i never had to come out, i never had to question anything. i’ve always been my sexual orientation of freak.
i have always looked the way I felt inside which somehow has always bothered other people. I spent everyday of my life being tormented by children and adults who lived in my small town or lived in their small mind. “Wow you are weird, Sissy, fag, flamer, femme, is that lipstick, you’re what’s wrong with people!”. doesn’t that sound similar to what my fellow gays are saying about me now?
Call out culture is outdated and it’s the same thing as being cat called! I’m tired of purring and it’s time to hiss. I’ve been called every name in the book. I’ve also been told I need to read a book because again judging on how I present myself online- people in this town have called me racist, sizest, transphobic, and get this homophobic… all because of the things I post which are courtney love photos, twin peaks memorabilia, and statuses about how i wish taco bell would deliver. how any of that can be considered racist or homophobic is beyond me and why people who do not personally know me are judging me is ludicrous- the person who can judge me is judge judy. this all reminds me about how my mere appearance on grindr aka this gay planet will make you say things like “sissy boy” “flamer” and other negativity just because of how i present myself which might not be your cup of tea.
well here’s the real T for ya:
By making quick judgements based on trivial things you are just adding to the reasons why gay people are not being treated equally because for one THOSE FAGS CAN’T EVEN GET ALONG, SEE THEY SHOULDN’T GET MARRIED!!! If we want straight guys to keep singing songs about us getting married and make shit loads of money off us, we really need to step up our own same love in our community. So my call to action is simple, end call out culture! Don’t go chasing waterfalls!
Instead of using your phone to Facebook “call people out” why not pick up the phone and actually call them and talk to them!? Better yet why not have a face to face instead of a Facebook to Facebook conversation. Grind in real life not on grindr. If you want to read someone, read into their background first and understand where they are coming from before you jump to conclusions based on one photo or something like their height, weight, or status.
It’s time to start reading between the lines that way we can see the bigger picture. And if a picture’s worth 1,000 words then there’s no need to read at all!! we can just sit back and look each other in the eye, not on the iPhone.