The lesbian separatist.
They do exist. They refuse to associate with anyone other than lesbian identifying women. The poor bi grrls are looked upon as women that haven't come to terms with their love of women. To a Lesbian separatist and the wayward experimental bi curious grrl is something to be frowned upon and a risky business to play with. Some bi grrls are shy to tell other gay grrls that they do boys as well and avoid it at all costs,as they fear they will not be taken seriously. Then some of the lesbian separatist fear of the Bi grrl is well founded as there is so many bi for the day to impress and experiment, the lesbian separatists see them as a emotional risk. The Lesbian Separatist will always be polite yet distant to the boys who dig boys as the boys that do women they are evil enemy and women who do men are misguided conformists. As to the men that do men and women they can perceived to others as insecure men that haven't come to terms with the fact that they are attracted to other men are still trying to hang onto their masculinity of conforming to mainstream society.
I am Straight! I am Gay! Oh shit I am Bi!
From the age of 13 to 15 I was in love with a boy from school I thought he had beautiful hands and he was the perfect boyfriend we only ever held hands. At 16 I was in a all girl school boarding school and suddenly i was at the mercy of the other girls at school as they had me wrapped around their fingers. At 17 I discovered the bad boy the Adrenalin rush of the delinquent and you found the sex weird weird and I ran from boys. On my 20th birthday I was raped and then anything sexual was bad and the safest place was in a room full of gay boys where you could forget. By 22 I had worked out I was attracted to females and it did my head in and took time to accept that I was gay and when I did everything felt natural and meant to be and fell in love and lost many times. At 27 I found myself falling in love with a boy and it was a shock I couldn't accept it was until i fell into bed with a transgirl my boundaries started being more and more flexible. When I did fall into bed with the boy i was in love with I started the slow process of accepting my attrachtioin to males both bio and trans. It was to my double shock the sex the boy was amazing but things didn't work out and that hurt my head some more. Then found the beauty of some hot action of grrl on grrl action with the bad grrl of all bad grrls and something casual become something more but again things didn't work out. It was the moment that I was out at a fetish ball that it clicked and I had to accept something about myself and it was the night I had two gorgeous women to tie up and spank, found two girls to play with later and took two straight boys from a rock band on tour back to their hotel room. In short I have had many experiences with many various combination's some of it wild times with many grrls and a a boy here and then preferably tied up with a dash of rope. I faced something about myself and that I am attracted some to and some people I run from at high speeds. In the end sex it well just sex really and emotional content is to be valued above all else.
The famous saying, ‘That’s So Gay!’
Grr it strikes again another person has used the negative statement of, 'That's so Gay!' yet again! It could be a stranger at the checkout, a lad at your local pub, a mate at work, and in my case another student. So often the 'That's so Gay' comment comes up in my day job that I have come up with several arguments to back me when shooting the negative down. 'I find that offensive', followed by a, 'I find all sexist, racist and homophobic comments offensive.' putting the homophobic comments on the same level as sexist and racists comments. There is also the added argument of,'It is like someone calling a straight person a breeder.' Now this can be a dangerous one to tell a 14 year olds as it can back fire the one time I did use it in seconds I had boys insulting each other calling themselves breeders. Not exactly the desired result. I find my work life treading a fine line to be in the closet to my students and out to my colleagues, trying to be anti-homophobic without outing myself. Coming to work in a religious private school and telling them about the gay boy wedding you went to last weekend and the gay grrl one next weekend can be dangerous. But I have walked that line and the next question was are all my friends gay and I followed with the response that no not all my friends are gay and that in fact i had a 52 card collection with a variety of combination. Of course that usual conversation came up which one wore the dress and which one wore the pants but hey that's when the 52 card analogy comes in handy.
Genderfuck and the Genderqueer
In 2005 the National Day of Genderfuck began in Perth on the May the 18th and in Melbourne there was the beginning of the Pansexual toilet revolution. Together they caused and explosion of thought and many discussions. National Day of Genderfuck was raising the question of what is gender? and fighting for the right of the genderqueer, transgendered and interesex individuals. On the other side of the country the campaign for gender neutral toilets was beginning amongst the collective in Melbourne. Now four years on you have to ask what progress was made? Please correct me if i am wrong but the word on the grapevine that little if at all ground has been made on the pansexual toilet front. Now you have to understand for a genderqueer person (transgender./ transitioning/ intersex/ genderfluid) that the simple act of ticking a box and choosing which toilet you should enter becomes difficult indeed. Most find the safest option is to use the disabled toilets but that is not always available and convenient. The results of using the toilet that you identify as (this can change from moment to moment for me) can be contentious. The Genderfuck movement has kept on continuing, the name only a title for something that was always there and now we are just more aware. Transgender rights have made some publicity headway with the 2008 Perth Pride Patron transman Aram Hosie publicly stepping forward and speaking out. Perhaps the Gay, Lesbian and Bi individuals are trying so hard to justify themselves to their communities that they forget their cousins the Genderqueer. I identify as being on the Queer side of Queer I don't fit the box. I describe myself as a wanna be leatherman who is confronted by my female body and only just coming to terms with my femininity, I have considered transitioning but that would be too constricting for me as well.
The Culture of the Leathermen
Once there was the old guard system amongst men who where tops and men that where bottoms and once you where one you couldn't be the other. What is the old guard The Culture of the Leathermen Leathermen, bears, big hairy men who dig men and celebrate masculinity. I am in love with them I confess. The thing about bear culture is that it is a celebration of body it is not about youth as the twinks aspire, it is hyper-masculinity. So if you have a hairy body manicure it and celebrate it, if you are going bald accept it and go with it and if your body is a mass of muscles and flesh hold on to it. We are talking Tom of Finland cock suckers and boot lickers, arm pit sniffing pigs, anal fisting, cock piercing tight leather pants, chest ripping leathers, chest harnesses and for the rest you will have to find out yourself. Leathermen is a celebration of all things male and i am not talking about genderbinaries here. I wonder what the celebration of all things female would be like? What is the old guard leathermen subculture? Well for that we can go quote its history from wikkipedia.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leather_subculture Popular and Social Origins [Gay male leather culture has existed since the late 1940s, when it likely grew out of post-WWII biker culture. Early gay leather bars were subcultural versions of the motorcycle club. Pioneering gay motorcycle clubs included the Satyrs, established in Los Angeles in 1954; Oedipus, also established in Los Angeles in 1958, and the New York Motorbike Club. Early San Francisco clubs included the Warlocks and the California Motor Club. These clubs, like the motorcycle culture in general, reflected a disaffection with the mainstream culture of post-World War II America, a disaffection whose notoriety---and therefore appeal---expanded after the sensationalized news coverage of the Hollister "riot" of 1947. The 1953 film The Wild One starring Marlon Brando wearing jeans, a T-shirt, a leather jacket, and muir cap, played on pop-cultural fascination with the Hollister "riot" and promoted an image of masculine independence that resonated with some gay men in a culture which stereotyped gay men as effeminate. To that end, gay motorcycle culture also reflected some men's disaffection with the coexistent gay cultures more organized around passing, high culture, popular culture (especially musical theater), and/or camp. Perhaps as a result, the leather community that emerged from the motorcycle clubs also became the practical and symbolic location for gay men's open exploration of kink and S&M.] Then the dykes joined in, then came leather pride and then things go to the swingers and later the heterosexuals who might have gotten confused about conformist gender roles and top and bottom but anyway. There has always been the colour of depth in humanity. And yes the religious sects and various institutions army navy and son on gave us the fodder to play with. Then came the pro dom/dommes who became the wealth of all knowledge to many and soulless creatures to others, business people making money some for love and others as a expansion to their brothel. Few still pass knowledge through the old guard system (returned servicemen who dug men and had a lot of army gear) Few pass knowledge from one friend to another usually with concern of there reputation in the land of kink. Fetish. sensation and power play is why BDSM exists and power is something we all hold even if we give it away. Dis inhibited The flavor of the word implies many good things that perhaps you have at some desired. It also implies chaos and intent. If you ever find yourself lost and dis inhibited... you might find yourself in places of fear, passion, abject, pain, love, hate and more. I know I have. Your message has been sent. I know I have<.
Polygoodness - to love and make love with more than on partner.
Gay Bar! A place of buisness NOT a local drop in centre! or is it?
I live in Perth a lovely clean city with beautiful roads and suburban dreams come true. Yes the most isolated city in the world. So as you can guess there are about a handful of venues that you and your same sex partner can go make out without getting harassed. The gay bar was always a place of sanctuary from the day to day grind of the world of heterosexual conformists. It was a place to go meet mates new lovers and try to doge past lovers. Diversity was its key a deluge of various ages, styles, sexuality and individuals. And ok we had our drop ins from the hetro world out there, some came for our drugs and music others where our friends the the straight queers. (straight people who accept us for who we are and are totally comfortable in their own sexual gender identity) But it was our place something we can call our own and have a love hate relationship with the gay scene. And yes I am talking in the past sense for a reason. There are three venues in Perth that call themselves a queer/gay bar/club and only one actually feels like a safe place to hang out. Now the local pub gets advertised on the mainstream radio and the straight world has descended on our gay bar. Before it was spot the straight and now it has become spot the queer. Now you have to out yourself allover again and the straights wonder why we are starting to get aggressive. I remember the days when a club would filter the hets away and people had to vouch for the straight looking queers. The club old club of 20-30 years has become a place of last resort on a Friday and Saturday night. Now if you want a good night out it is best if you have a private party at home. What happened to queers? Have you met the straight acting queers and oh i am not talking about looks I am talking about the ones who have lost their subcultre and cashed in. The local pub has become a place of fashion where tourist come look at and see the freak show. The local gay bar has lost it passion and its meaning. But there is hope. A place of diversity does exist in Perth its a very small underground club the kind you have to enter by the back alley. The kind that runs on the quite nights like a Sunday. Its called Zoo its very existence has been born because of the hole created by the fashion of all things gay. It a reaction against becoming purely a place of business. It is Queer, it is Kink and it is art, and yes there are hets too but there is balance and perfection of a creative space and sanctuary. A place I can call my habitat and home.