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Week of 9/7/03

Last week we opened our mailbag to anyone seeking advice. It is true that we hold the answers to all of your questions. Here are just two for your edification and enjoyment.

First, an all-too-common gay plight:

Yearning after a straight man is a fool's game and your pursuit of him is pathetic. Every moment you spend with him is a moment you could be spending with someone else, anyone else, preferably someone gay who could give you the love and sex that you deserve.

Gay men as a rule tend to trade whatever free will they have for the pursuit of drugs or sex, or both. In any gay sex club or online chat room you're likely to find people who have spent hours and hours enslaved to their hardwired, animal yearnings for sexual pleasure. It is time that they could have spent productively elsewhere. Likewise your pursuit of this straight boy.

What if, someday, in a drunken reverie, your straight crush allowed you blow him? So what? For years you'd have given up your free will to him just for a few minutes of dicksucking bitch pleasure while he looks the other way and pretends it's his girlfriend. Is all of your emotional distress worth that?

I have made it a rule in my life to never settle for anything. If friends are going to a party on a Saturday night not because it will be fun but because it's "the only thing to do", then I'm likely not to go. Time spent at that party is time that could have been spent doing something else, anything else that would enrich my life and broaden the world I live in. Settling for anything means willingly putting yourself into a rut from which it will be hard to extricate yourself once you realize you're stuck there. Your puppy-like dedication to a straight boy and his girlfriend amounts to nothing more than you settling, settling for years of unjustified desire and emotional torture.

This guy is no more likely to turn gay than you're likely to turn straight because some self-destructive, pitiful faghag has fallen in love with you.

The attachment you feel is stupid and masochistic. It will be hard to break free from the emotional ties that bind you to him but break free you must. You only live once and you've already wasted too many precious years beating for this jackass.

Next:

--Fernand in Ottawa

Most cats do not give very much affection, and besides that, it is very annoying the way most cat people anthropomorphize their cats. I'm always embarrassed for stupid cat people when they get into that.

Robots do not give much affection either. Ask any of my friends and they will tell you: I am selfish, rude, boring, not fun to be around, and hard to get on the phone. Most people hate me soon after meeting me, if not before. It is a wonder I am not attacked by crowds.

That leaves dogs. Get a dog.

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On a musical note, here is a great nu-electro song from earlier this year that I've inexplicably held on to. If you haven't heard it, enjoy. Great songs ought to be savored and this is one of them:

'Glass Danse' by the Faint

And this is for 9/11.

"The city, for the first time in its long history, is destructible. A single flight of planes no bigger than a wedge of geese can quickly end this island fantasy, burn the towers, crumble the bridges, turn the underground passages into lethal chambers, cremate the millions. The intimation of mortality is part of New York now; in the sounds of jets overhead, in the black headlines of the latest editions.
All dwellers in cities must live with the stubborn fact of annihilation; in New York the fact is somewhat more concentrated because of the concentration of the city itself, and because, of all targets, New York has a certain clear priority. In the mind of whatever perverted dreamer might loose the lightning, New York must hold a steady, irresistible charm."
- EB White, 'Here Is New York', 1949

I love my freedom, I love New York, and I love my friends, old and new.

until next week, remember..
when you dance, we are a part of what you feel.