homo-online:

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“It’s been ages since I last posted. Hiding from the from the fags as best one can can does take a lot out of one. Ran into this and other gems on the homo-online page. Food for thought.”

homo-online:

Our Way

At first glance, this trope appears sound and sensible. To the Normals (straight-jacketed homos), it probably is. In our ears, it rings tinny and false: more glib propaganda for the Cause.

There may not be “gay marriage”, but there certainly is straight marriage and we do not admire that institution. (Much less, do we wish to be subsumed into it!) Many argue that the fags will improve marriage by making it more liberal and less conventional, but why is that our job? We believe that the majority always wins out, if by sheer force of inertia. If you want it, go for it. Good luck! We turn back to our well-worn path.

In our bonds, we seek fulfillment, not a tradition rooted in subservience and oppression. We seek no laws to bind us, no fanfare to greet us, no words from outsiders to confirm “us”. A smile suffices and it’s done. We “marry” our friends, but only after years of love and trial. We may be bound to many, but we stick with them. For us, amity is an end in itself. Our ways are kept private. In a quiet place, we will whisper to a friend:

…I give you my hand!

I give you my love more precious than money;

I give you myself before preaching and law:

Will you give me yourself?

Will you come travel with me?

Shall we stick by each other as long as we live?

from The Song of the Open Road, Walt Whitman.

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More Wisdom from the folk from Homo Magazine.

-AG-

homo-online:

Leave it to the Gays, Capitalism’s coal-mine canaries, to jump right in with the newest junk; in this case it’s Grindr.

This may be a very efficient way to find man-ass, but it makes the user look like a complete Tool. All over NYC, LA, Berlin and Provincetown men can be seen bumping their way through crowds or alone by night, fixated on the little screens in their hands. At one stage one app-victim was seen wandering alone with his sex compass through the pristine dudes of Herring Cove, missing the most magnificent sunset of the summer.

Yikes, boys. Maybe it is the logical next step of the Internet Man Chase, but ever more atomized and specialized what do you have after ten years on that drift? The instrument you think you’re using is using you. Refuse to become Tools: of the Hetero, of the drug dealer, of Grindr. What else is there? Plenty. Put your phone down and look.

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And there I thought it was Jo Calderone.

-AG-

speakgirl:

True story: I was like “who drew a cartoon of Ryan Void? That looks just like him.” :x