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I should have posted this yesterday but real life has been overwhelming this last week. It’s a ficlet I wrote a couple of years ago for a picture prompt but I’ve chosen to go with a…
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Nothing wrong with seeing abit of skin, however defining who you by only showing your body, censored or non censored, I just don’t get it.
Jakes Shears, made this very powerful statement.
“We’re placing value in really stupid shit. If all you’re giving the world is your body on Instagram, check yourself, f… off.
If you’re also a brilliant person, and adding to the conversation, then fair enough. If you’ve got nothing else to say, it’s time for some self-examination.
I’m down for a bit of flesh. But if that’s all you’re serving up, you need to check your recipe.”
– Musician Jake Shears, talking to Attitude for its Masculinity Issue.
I am not single, and have not been in the dating, hookup arena for many years so I am no expert, but is the focus now only on body and dick pics. Yes I like a men, but are…
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So I stumbled across this on my discover page the other day. It shouldn’t have bothered me as much as it did, however it really resonated with me and my situation at the moment.
This speaks to the really shallow underside of some gay communities. Are you a muscle gay or are you a twink? If you’re body isn’t one of these two ‘acceptable standards’ then you’re not relevant and you’re not desirable.
I’m this weird middle ground, between skinny and chubby. I’m not fat, but I do have a bit of a gut and the starting of manboobs I guess, but I’m 177cm and 80kgs so I wouldn’t consider myself fat. Unsurprisingly Grindr boys wouldn’t agree though.
I had been chatting to this guy on Grindr for a couple of weeks and I had the house to myself. So I thought why not. I haven’t hooked up with anyone…
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In honour of National Coming out day I thought I would write about how I came out to myself.
How did I know I was gay?
Well looking back;
When I was in primary school, I was confused as to how people changed who they had a crush on. My best friend at the time would have a crush on Girl A and then something would change and he would have a crush on Girl B. But I didn’t know what that change was or how to distinguish what the difference in feelings where.
In my 10 or 11 year old mind, if you wanted to change who you liked; all you had to do was stay quiet for 2 weeks and then tell everyone who your new crush was. Made sense in my head, thats what everyone else was doing.
But why couldn’t I distinguish the feelings between Girl…
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My Mother has a hutch. As with most hutches, especially in the midwest, hers is filled with old plates and bowls and glasses and mugs and pictures and greeting cards and tchotchkes, all holding some kind of sentimental value. When I was visiting in July, I found a pair of ceramic mugs with the Hawaiian phrases Makua Kane (Dad) and Makua Wahine (Mom) on them. I have no recollection of buying them, but it is assumed that these were gifts I gave to them when we went to Hawaii as a family in 1980. Which means, those mugs have been collecting dust in that hutch for 37 years. Or, I guess I should say, had been collecting dust, because I asked my Mom if I could have them back. “Sure,” she said and added, not for the first time, “All of this will be your headache someday anyway.” On that…
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An editorial from the Sunday Age:
On Tuesday, the Australian Bureau of Statistics will begin mailing out the postal survey on same-sex marriage.
Some behind the no campaign have conflated a yes vote with all manner of societal decay. It will impact negatively on the nation, the family, children, religion, freedom of speech and businesses.
The Sunday Age refutes these arguments and urges Australians to vote yes.
First and foremost, yes, because at its heart, denying consenting adults the right to marry based on their gender and sexuality is discrimination. Equality under the law is – and always should be – the bedrock of a democracy.
Yes, because we should strengthen families, the building block of society. Opening the doors to marriage equality will lead to greater social cohesion, not less.
Yes, because we should be thinking about the children. Allowing same-sex couples to marry – to participate in this most traditional of institutions – will further erode ingrained homophobia and help the coming generations of LGBTI youth.
Yes, because now more than four-in-10 LGBTI young Australians have thought about self-harm or suicide, primarily as a result of homophobic abuse.
Yes, because kids should experience the joy of watching their same-sex parents or relatives finally express their vows – if they wish – and legally marry before friends and family.
Yes, because where you pray and to whom will not be affected by gay couples marrying.
Yes, because same-sex couples should never have to prove their love at the side of a hospital bed in order to hold the hand of their ailing partner.
Yes, because older LGBTI Australians who move into retirement villages or nursing homes should never feel they must hide their sexuality once again.
Yes, because “political correctness” is a meaningless red herring.
Yes, because same-sex marriage has already been legalised in 23 nations – without heterosexual couples or families being affected, or shunned. It did result in a whole lot of gay weddings.
Yes, because of the sheer, simple joy of it all.
Yes, for all the celebrants and the bakers and the florists and the caterers whose businesses will flourish from the influx of the pink dollar, should they choose to accept it.
Yes, for all the DJs and cover bands who can’t wait to play at a queer wedding, because there will be love and joy and endless dancing. And glitter.
Yes, because even though you don’t have to vote, you need to make the effort to be counted. Australians have been asked to vote on the rights of a minority. To judge whether same-sex partnerships are worthy – or equal. It’s time now to support our LGBTI community – they are our brothers, sisters, sons and daughters, our aunts and uncles, nieces, nephews and friends.
Stand by them. Vote.
And, yes, because ultimately, love is love.