Saturday, May 28, 2016
Okay it's more like 186 years. It in the West the current movement at least goes back to the 1830's. That's how long perverts have been yearning to breath free, and hang out.
At least that long.
What with assorted "proto-fags" writing all sorts of sonnets, and such about their boy friends real, and imagined.
Later with the invention of Psychology, and related voodoo they actually put a name to all this mayhem...kinda. Seems we were some sort of "Third Sex" for a while there.
These primitive headshrinkers were close, but never knew it.
See the thing is there ain't three sexes. There's Seven Billion. One orientation one reality of self for each bleeping human individual on the planet. So in the late 19th century when they labeled us a third whatever there were actually at the time about a Billion.
We've labored on that number since.
Fucking is hard work, but someone has to do it. Anyway from back then through all the permutations of Pervert Identity here we are. In our latest mutation of being as the Stroller Pushers say "Just like everybody else".
Which is total fabricated bullshit.
As I say that identity thing is forever evolving. Mutating if ya like. Right now Perverts aka Homosexuals, and assorted variations of same are just swell by most...with certain exceptions.
That "Tribe that loves the Heavenly Beauty of Boys" as the Sufi's put it for example. There's others but they get most of the press right now.
Where was I?
Right about the illustration above there...oh the maddeningly beauty of love. ...and Boys. Them Sufi guys didn't spill all that ink about the "Beardless" for nothing. It was what being a damned pervert was all about.
That, and not trying to pretend to be straight married with kids tax paying clones of people that a moment ago wanted us all dead. Dammit...makes me crazy.
'Back to that 7 BILLION unique identities thing.
What would them dreary "Straight Gays" really 'be' if they were free to be 'who', and what they really were.
I wonder if they'd be imitating the life style of the population which in most of this world still wants us all dead, and very soon they'll revert here to once again wanting the same thing...Praise jebus.
Aw this crap gives me a headache.
I just wish that 50 years ago when I was a very young lad like them above I had the freedom, and yeah danger to be as they are open, and in love.
The deaf dumb, and culturally blind peoples that "straight gays" currently ape are the ones, literally the ones, that made that simple freedom of love for me, and millions of others utterly impossible.
I like to imagine that as a lad if I..we had freedom of identity. Well I certainly might not be the wrecked wounded pissed off survivors I am.
If we were 'free' we might be a happy fulfilled bright creative people.
Still the ultimate truth is that we are 7 Billion unique souls trapped in a system that can't comprehend that so we're in the shit we're in.
I need a fucking drink.
Friday, May 27, 2016
Wednesday, May 25, 2016
(I originally posted this on my regular page a while back. Been meaning to shift it over here. ...anyway here it is.)
Well ya may have noticed more Queer stuff here than usual. Sorry can't help it. It just happened is all. If ya freaked out...well what can I say. If ya digs it..ya welcome.
More later I'm going to the Chinese take out.
Well alright I'm back.
I did get Chinese, but just soup which I really needed 'cause I feel like crap. Which as ya knows I always do. I think I'm dying or something, but it's taking such a damned long time.
My Doc saying that he's going to keep me alive pisses me off since I'm really ready to go. I mean who does he think he is. Away besides the trip to Shanghai. Which was swell. I really love the folks there.
I sometimes go over just to visit them.
They teach me Chinese words, and phrases...I can cuss in Mandarin now. I think having a Chinese grandma helps...also I'm real sweet patient, and I smile a lot.
Chinese folks like good manners.
Americans in general are rude low-life scumbags. Well that's how they see many of us, and I don't blame'em because we mostly are.
Was I talking about Queer stuff?
Well after Shanghai I went to the Avenue, and got some Caribbean jerk chicken. Caribbeans hate American Blacks, and we ain't too crazy about them.
When I first went to the "Fish'n Chips" joint where I get's my "Jerk-Chicken",...which will probably kill me doc sez. Anyway the boss there asks me if I'm "American?" ...which means "is you a Nigger."
Yeah weird...Black Caribbeans are racist as hell against Black Americans. Ain't life just swell.
I sez my "grandpa was from Trinidad."
We was okay after that. ...he was btw.
'But I digresses again.
Ain't Queers swell. I mean the real kind that are more in tune with all that William Burroughs jazz. As opposed to all the current "We're the same as You" treason.
Fags love guys. Men old guys boys teens the works. We always have always will. Here's something from a 3000 year old Greek pot to make my point. It depicts a horny young man with a happy receptive teen.
All that was painted over for assimilation's sake. Everybody happy?
Real Queers call the assimilation freaks "Straight Gays", and or "Stroller Pushers". I used to feel betrayed by them, but in my old age I think I understand them better.
After the AIDS pandemic a generation of the Queer Community was near wiped out. All of the radical change generation was all but gone...I know because I was part of that movement. I was there, and saw them go.
The survivors didn't want to overthrow anything. They wanted to be part of the society as it was, and not what it could be. This pleased straights...liberal ones anyway. So they opened a few doors a little.
A few decades later, and here we are.
Straight Gays with their own sit-coms, and the right to get divorced. The rest of us 'still' criminals, and hunted. Even right here in front of you I have to be very careful what I post, and how.
Sometimes even that's not enough. They'll burn down the page anyway.
Ain't life a bitch.
Oh Caravaggio what a swell demented manic he was. As are so many of his fans though out the ages. I count myself as one of the mob of his sweaty fanboys.
When I discovered "Love Victorious" in the library of the Catholic Boy's Academy I was sentenced to. My immediate "admiration" for it ran down both my legs.
From what we know he was a crack-pot genius crook, and murderer. What's not to like. I even read where he fled the cops by diving out of a whore's window stealing one of their horses, and splitting for parts unknown.
This guy is worthy of an online mini-series.
If he were alive today he'd be in Angola prison Louisiana for armed robbery dueling without a license painting kiddie porn , and fucking the governor's son on the court house steps at high noon on July Fourth...hey com'on he was an artist after all.
'But it ends well when the Queer Boy Scouts busts him out of the exercise yard in a "Black Hawk" chopper they stole from an armory. Of course our hero celebrates this by painting a fresco of the event.
It shows the heroic lads nude, but for the Rafael raven Angels wings they wore. Swooping down to his rescue...he btw is nude horny, and drinking from a large magnum of wine as he's lifted to safety by a lad not unlike the one in my fav icon "...Love Victorious!"
See below! ...wadda an Angel!
Amor Victorious, 1602 by Caravaggio
The number page views I get here in order of volume are first from the U.S.A. Then comes Russia Germany the Netherlands France the Ukraine the United Kingdom Japan Sweden, and The Peoples Republic of China.
Of course individual hits from places all over the world as well. Even some the Channel Islands of the U.K.
I remember once on one of my now nuked Queer Blogs...I think "Juno 2012" which I was posting in 2010. A blog two years in the future I used to call it.
Anyway "Juno" got regular views from both the "Palestinian Authority", and "Israel". That pleased me no end. These folks actually took time out from murdering each other to enjoy my rantings, and pictures of pretty boys.
See I told you Queerdom was the Hope of the World.
I bring this up to thank all you cool cats for dropping by, and reading my deranged stuff.
Also as some friends have told me, "...post more naked people, and you'll get big numbers."
The 'Provider' would disappear this page in a Brooklyn heartbeat if I did that. In a happier just, and freer world I'd be posting color snaps of the "1957 Boy Scout's Jamboree Nude Beauty Contest".
That, and the "1983 Airline Stewardess Nude Jump Rope Competition" as well. Something for everybody ya know?
Anyway I'm just hanging out watching the "Great American Race War" inch along. That going slowly insane, and reading really bad science fiction...as if there was any other kind. Well okay there is, but so rare as not to count.
Hell's breaking out all over the damned planet. It's hard to know where to start. 'Could go after them maniacs in Africa killing women wholesale because of Witchcraft fears. It don't get much ink in the West, but it's going like gangbusters over there.
'Course there's our favorite head choppers Isis.
Just because they ain't on page one lately don't mean they ain't up to their old hi-jinks. Them, and related movements are picking up steam. Nobody seems interested in bombing them to hell much anymore. In fact local powers are cutting deals with them.
Anyway I had a look at our Russian pals, and they ain't changed either. They're putting Queer bloggers in prison, and beating the shit out of Dykes, and Fags on the streets to the applause of just about everybody.
Being a Queer in Russia is like being Black in 1916 Alabama or anywhere South, or Midwest in that era. No happy campers in sight over there.
The Russian Church in league with street thugs, and neo-Nazi bullies have turned Russia in a violent Hell. No one doing much about it. It has shades of the pogroms against the Jews. Such things were once common in the region. I'm fearful that such may happen again. The violence against Queers is just the opening act on a revived Russia of Czars, and Stalinist.
As much as I'd love to put cat shit in the slippers of 'ALL' the U.S. mainstream Straight/Gays there's something about the level of freedom we/they have here. What I mean is they don't beat the crap out of us, and kill us all the time anymore. I mean the do, but not all day every day much anymore.
Sort of the same with being a Negro these days. On the whole they don't kill us that much anymore, and when they do it's a fucking shit-storm.
This 'Is' Progress,...of a sort.
I mean our lives aren't as cheap as they were. Mind you our 'lives' are still very much on Sale. ...but not free for the picking as they used to be.
In Russia..Holy Fuck.
It's point blank open season on perverts liberals, and weirdos of all sorts. Basically folks like you'n me. If it wasn't for the high radiation levels it would cause I'd say invade the fuckers.
Well I guess we'll have to figure out something else.
Allen Ginsberg says:
Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy!
Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy!
The world is holy! The soul is holy! The skin is holy!
The nose is holy! The tongue and cock and hand
and asshole holy!
Everything is holy! everybody's holy! everywhere is
holy! everyday is in eternity! Everyman's an
The bum's as holy as the seraphim! the madman is
holy as you my soul are holy!
The typewriter is holy the poem is holy the voice is
holy the hearers are holy the ecstasy is holy!
Holy the solitudes of skyscrapers and pavements! Holy
the cafeterias filled with the millions! Holy the
mysterious rivers of tears under the streets!
Holy the lone juggernaut! Holy the vast lamb of the
middle class! Holy the crazy shepherds of rebell-
ion! Who digs Los Angeles IS Los Angeles!
Holy New York Holy San Francisco Holy Peoria &
Seattle Holy Paris Holy Tangiers Holy Moscow
Holy time in eternity holy eternity in time holy the
clocks in space holy the fourth dimension holy
the fifth International holy the Angel in Moloch!
Holy the sea holy the desert holy the railroad holy the
locomotive holy the visions holy the hallucina-
tions holy the miracles holy the eyeball holy the
Holy forgiveness! mercy! charity! faith! Holy! Ours!
bodies! suffering! magnanimity!
Holy the supernatural extra brilliant intelligent
kindness of the soul!
by Allen Ginsberg, excerpt from "Howl"