All in Social Behavior

It’s safe to say that my high school matriculation was quite typical of most openly gay teens. That is to say that I often found myself bruised both emotionally and physically. As I walked through the dreary hallways of Oak Park High School, I would quietly chant, “it gets better.” This was many years before Dan Savage took up the charge but it kept my spirits high to imagine how much better my life would be once I graduated.

I wasn’t so blindly optimistic to think that the world outside the confines of my personal Pandemonium was filled with people begging to welcome a recently emancipated gay man. However, it took the swift hand of injustice to sock me into the realization that things would not be so different post commencement.

It was seven years ago, but I still remember the moment when I was told that I didn’t matter. I stared at George Bush through my TV screen and I saw the same look in him that I saw in my many torturers’ eyes. He was cold and calculated. In that moment, he stole all my hope for the future. Even though I’d never fathomed that I would be able to get married, being told that I couldn’t sent a jolt through me. That sudden sobering jerk made conscious of just how bad things really were and it hurt.

Shut the fuck up about other people barebacking already. You're the real asshole.

I think it’s about time that we realize that even though we may have rabid compulsions to prevent this behavior, we cannot. If we do then we are just as bad as those who seek to prevent homosexuals from getting married or women from getting abortions. Unless we are willing to rid ourselves of all choice, we mustn’t remove anyone else from any choice. We must live and let live.

Late last week, a friend posted a link to an article entitled “White Women Do It, Too: 8 Things Black Women Can’t Get Away With,” on her Facebook page. Initially I wrote it off as another article that purports to speak to some sort of glaring racial inequality when it is really inventing and then reinforcing the damaging social stigmas and stereotypes they claim to loathe. That was until the comments on the article blew up almost immediately, jumping to well over a hundred in less than 30 minutes. After that, I figured it might be worth a read.

On the list were items like, “Walking around straight-faced,” “Speaking in a baby voice,” and “Getting a nose job.” None of those things would I agree carry any negative stigma with anyone except black women. If that was the entirety of the list, I could have left it there and been satisfied with my mystic powers of prediction. However, other items on the list included having sex on the first date, getting knocked up, and leaking a sex tape. From those three points, it was clear to me that LaShaun Williams wrote this piece as Jerome Nichols bait and well she hooked me.

When setting up online profiles there is a lot to consider, and every decision you make is crucial. In real life people don’t like to be rude, so rejection is less common. However, on the internet, rejection comes so much faster and for far more arbitrary reasons than unemployment.

I’ve seen people be rejected online for having a weird hair color, too many pictures with their friends and family, and because, “that tie is so ugly!” It’s harsh, but that’s the reality that online anonymity has created. You could shy away from online dating because of the highly competitive marketplace. However, I think that with just a few simple tweaks you could bring yourself on under par with the competition and land the date you’ve been looking for.

Because I’m the “Sexpert” people often assume that I have the bestest most awesomest sex life ever in the history of the world!!!1! The truth is that I am struggling out here just like everyone else. I haven’t been on a successful date… ever. I find bars and other social situations overwhelming. Online dating sites for gay men are like meat markets. I constantly put obstacles in my way. I know all this to be true and yet I continue to ignore it with work. All of this makes me feel like I’ve lost the spark of life that I once had. It’s strange to be 23 and feel like you’re past your prime. Lately I have been thinking about how to get that spark back in my life. I want to rediscover my sexuality and break out of the shell that I’ve built for myself.

There was a time where I always felt sexy, and desirable. I had sense that even though I was a big guy, I had a lot to offer and people wanted me. That sense buoyed by all the great sex that I was having, deflated when I stopped. Without my confident attitude, my stunning personality was little match for my extreme shyness and introversion. I stopped going out, stopped meeting new people, and dropped off the social map. For a while that social isolation was fine, I was never really much of a people person, but now that my priorities and desires are evolving it’s time to get my groove back.

When I was in high school, I had several journals that I wrote in religiously. Tonight, I need one more than ever. I guess it’s a good thing that I have you guys.

Dear Flying Spaghetti Monster,

In the past week three flames I thought extinguished have come roaring back into my life. The first I  thought would end up being my boyfriend. Another could never be my boyfriend, but we have fun practicing. The third, he has always made me feel… something. Not a bad kind of something, but just something that I can’t put my finger on.

Do you really need a relationship right now?

In many ways, being single is a great advantage to being paired. For instance, if I want to get drunk and slutty or leave my head and my heart on the dance floor, I can. I get the freedom to explore and try anything I want without needing to consider someone else. However, there also downsides to being single. These revolve around not having someone in your corner when you need them or having the empty side of the bed. In my case, none of this effects me. (That is a lie.)

In no way am I looking to be paired, but I am not against being paired either. At this point in my life, like many of you, I am focused. I am working towards my degree, building a career, working on passion projects (like this one), and making sure that I am happy with myself and the people around me. I am not concerned with dating. Often I see people in relationships and look upon them with envy. I am not envious of their love and everything else, instead I am envious of the regular sex that they should be having.

Male Nudity shouldn't be funny

Because of their self-imposed guilt, men see this as a necessary evil to atone for their sins. They are willingly conceding the rights to proudly wield their sword and they are missing out. Sexual exploration in the modern age is something that has to be experienced firsthand. Technology and cultural progression have opened an unfathomable amount of doors for people wishing to explore and define their sexuality.

How to redefine your sex

Sex has to be the most complicated word in the English language. It probably has about 6.4 billion definitions, which is roughly equal to the amount of people angered by the ending of every M. Night Shyamalan film. 6.4 billion Definitions and smart money would still wager that none of those comes close to really answering the question of “what is sex?”