For so many years now I have dreamed of being a Go-go boy. I would love to hear the club music blasting as I just let myself go and become part of it. I would feel free. I would have no cares. The only thing on my mind would be freedom.. freedom and liberation. To be able to use this thing that God gave me to hype people up or make them feel better. That man who had a terrible day at work and came to the club just to get away and wants to be entertained. I would be that person to help. The most common thing that people think when they here the words “go-go” would be slut or whore. The truth of it all is that go-go boys aren’t paid to have sex with anyone. They are paid to dance and set a fun atmosphere. So don’t go thinking that they have sex for money. Even if that particular go-go boy tends to have a lot of sex doesn’t make him a bad person or a person who is less than. What go-go boys do in their personal life is their business. In conclusion, I really hope I can follow this dream one day. Even though my family doesn’t agree, I have a passion for it. Spread love and acceptance not lies and judgement.
The idea of “beard privilege” is probably the dumbest thing I’ve ever seen come out of social justice. Let’s make something clear: the idea only seems to exist within the bear sub-sub-culture of gay subculture. Privilege on the other hand, is not a subcultural phenomena, but a nasty byproduct of culture on a larger scale. Not fitting into the aesthetic subculture one wants does not denote a lack of privilege, but merely a lack of personal body acceptance.
What might be termed a recognizably gay subculture emerged only right at the end of our Reformation era, in the 1690s. From then on, some individuals began making choices of a continuous and unambiguous homosexual identity and lifestyle, and interestingly they did so in late seventeenth-century Europe’s two most pluralist cities, Amsterdam and London. In both settings a gay sub-culture emerged and has never since been suppressed: clubs and pubs, a distinctive language and shared jokes which shaped a semi-public lifestyle shot through with parody and irony.
I feel like this is all so new again, even though its not. this is my worst subject, my most feared area. I have been working on it for years, and i thought i made progress. im once again making the same mistakes, I’m back to square one, im back to wondering what i already know about. my main problem is I’m afraid i wont be accepted by the gay community, that i will be deemed as ugly and never find a mate. perhaps a irrational fear it still haunts me. Im scared people will judge me for being gay before they know me, that my patients will flee and not want a gay doctor, that my sexuality could hinder my success. that my family will hate me, that they will never see me as a person because all they will see is my sexuality. I fear that too accept it I have to flaunt it, that i have to be extreme that i have to prove it is right, instead of just knowing it is. that i will have to fight off opposition instead of enjoying what i am. when will things change, how can they. i don’t have any gay friends, I am detached from my subculture. The truth is my subculture intimidates me, because im so scared they will not accept me, and if they do only accept me as a person and never all a challenger for a mate.