My life is not so desperate that I am watching the Scrubs marathon on TNT, but it is definitely not where I want it to be. One of the problems seems to be the more general acceptance of all things gay in Ft. Lauderdale and vicinity.
Of course it’s great that I’m not in danger of being mugged up, as I might have been in 1980, for holding hands or sitting too close to my boyfriend on a park bench. (Although I’m pretty sure that this would not hold true if I were on a bus bench at the Lauderhill Mall.)
There was a time when being ‘gay’ had a bit of the outlaw in it; we had ‘lovers,’ not ‘partners.’ And being congenitally middle class with working class pretensions it is important to be a bit of the outlaw.
So in the 80’s and 90’s I was ‘gay;’ now I lean toward ‘queer.’ At least I like the look of young queers who are into being bohemian, or punk, or anything but respectable and who think of the 70’s as a sort of glamorous golden age. (It was anything but glamorous for me.)
I think my personal decline happened sometime in my 30’s when I found that I had to stay in on a Thursday night so that I could go out on a Friday night. The decline in gay civilization began with online ads that don’t have spell check like this beaut from Craig’s List: not into bar sean singel dad limited time for fun - m4m - 41 (laud).
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You are everything has become so conventional, no sense of being a rebel to it anymore!
That ad would make me want to stay home and continue watching my scrubs marathon!
I miss the days you could go to the MCC and see a blessing of a triad relationship.
that ad is hysterical
Yes, "Yet Another." I understand he's been hired on as a speech writer for Sarah Palin.
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