Bonnie of frogma wrote let’s not get bored of trying to help
Think it’s one of the best lines that I have ever read. You know the places to go to help
Doug of Waking Ambrose will be on Bring it on! on Friday. Doug’s site is another must read, and it’s mind expanding. Have to say that one of my funniest lines ever is in my intro to Doug’s piece. At least I think so.
I can’t say enough about Belinda’s interview on Bring it on
And when I talk about gay men; and ask why they think straight women want to spend all their time at gay bars rather than meeting straight men, I say it as a woman who adores men–gay, straight or asexual.
There is nothing wrong with being gay. Most boys don’t wake up one morning and think:
“I’m bored. Let me try being gay today.”
NO NO NO
I have had gay friends all my life; I have gay relatives–my mom’s side; not immediate family–to any family members who might be lurking. This isn’t the time or the place to go into what makes a person homosexual but I have been around long enough to know how most boys struggle with it
TOO MANY GAY MEN DIED BECAUSE INSTEAD OF FOCUSING ON RESEARCHING AIDS WE BLAMED THEM.
Well I never did but…it was horrible when my friend, Patrick was in his last months, he could only watch TV.
The same anchors and reporters who in 1986 couldn’t talk enough about AID because it had become fashionable went to places like Howard Beach Queens and interviewed parents who wouldn’t let their kids go to school because a seven year old gay boy might use a public toilet; actually I believe it was a kid who contracted AIDS from a blood transfusion. They were genuinely sympathetic to these parents. They didn’t go back to the studio and say “this is how AID is contracted, blah blah blah.”
AND WE KNEW HOW AIDS WAS TRANSMITTED BY THEN; YES WE DID
Do you know how sick that made me?
I haven’t watched local news since. Found out that I wasn’t missing anything
I didn’t want this to be a political post; but it’s 2005; we should have known better in 1985.
If I make fun of gay men it’s with love; I earned that right as I nursed six men through their final days.
It was most difficult with Patrick as he was the first and my very best friend. And I wasn’t there for his very last days; that did haunt me for awhile, but I learned.
By the time Larry Easton died in 1990; I could spend his last days helping him put his affairs in order–and lie in bed with him. That’s right we slept in the same bed two days before he died. Well actually we were making fun of our friends, and Larry had to stay in bed, so I stayed in bed with him.
And yes I have been tested as all sexually active people should be. You don’t catch AID S by sleeping in the same bed; you catch HIV by transmission of body fluids; you don’t catch AIDS from using a toilet.
Larry Easton was a poor Black boy who came from Alabama, and actually lived the American dream. He died owning a large luxury duplex on West 85th Street, and left much money for the care of his mentally challenged brother. Do you know how hard a person has to work to be able to afford a large luxury duplex with a terrace on the Upper West Side? And that was before the days banks virtually gave mortgages away. There weren’t mortgage brokers or zero percent down mortgages; actually when Larry and his lover bought the duplex interest rates were in the double digits.
Neither Patrick nor Larry deserved their deaths. Homosexuality isn’t a sin or a lifestyle choice. But again, I’m not about to go into that now.
My friends’s sickness’s did change me. I went from being a spoiled bitch who thought a major crisis was not being able to tame my frizzy hair to being an SSI Claims Rep to a Social Worker.
I changed my life because I realized that people needed to work in the system in order to help change it.
While I think many parts of the 80’s ended in 1985, it officially ended for me on January 20something 1991 when I went to work for Social Security.
So I can ask this question:
What have you done to help try to make society better?
Go to Cranky’s site, Bring it on, and/or Ken’s site to see the newest Cranky/Bastard video. I’m damn proud to know them.
I began this post in a very good mood, gave into some anger, and maybe that’s a good or bad thing. If you’re homophobic, we at Courting consider you to be in the same category as racists.