Hi,
Great work! I am really lost in admiration at your perseverance in putting all this down in writing. I agree with a lot of what you write and I will refer only to myself in the following lines, simply because I lack the time to produce a properly researched argument.
For most of my life I thought about myself as gay although I do not fit neatly in the definition. I had a somewhat gay childhood, enjoying girly things and mostly shunning rough play, although not entirely. I had both male friends and female friends but I was often quite obsessed with some of my "girl-friends". At 12, in summer camp I made a "boy-friend" who I was completely infatuated with. I was tortured by jealousy when he spent time with someone else and I sought his company all the time. We parted ways and I grew up a bit. At 14 I was still in the same class as one of my childhood "girl-friends" and I remember that once our inner thighs accidentally touched. I got an instant hard-on and had to sit down.
To cut a long story short, what do you make of this scenario: child, quite effeminate; puberty, infatuated with a boy; teenager, deliberately seeking to have sex with girls, early 20's, seeking sex with men while having a girlfriend; adulthood, married with a kid and sometimes having anonymous sex with men?
I was never really interested in a long-term relationship with a man but I'll be damned if I don't luuurve having sex with men.
Don't you think that may be a bit of evidence against your theory which stashes gay men away neatly into a separate gender? I think I am relatively "straight acting" although I make no special effort. I have never surprised myself flapping my hands and throwing my head back laughing but I think it's possible I could register on some people's gaydar, although nobody ever came to me and called me gay to my face, without knowing about what I do in private. And, by the way, I do enjoy sex with women although I was never really "hungry" for it.
As far as I'm concerned this is very much a mirror image of some straight guys so I think maybe Kinsey was right after all, we are all somewhere on a scale; there is no neat box for the effeminate gays.
So where do you think does the Gay "ghetto" end and the Grero "camp" begin?
Schwep
Great work! I am really lost in admiration at your perseverance in putting all this down in writing. I agree with a lot of what you write and I will refer only to myself in the following lines, simply because I lack the time to produce a properly researched argument.
For most of my life I thought about myself as gay although I do not fit neatly in the definition. I had a somewhat gay childhood, enjoying girly things and mostly shunning rough play, although not entirely. I had both male friends and female friends but I was often quite obsessed with some of my "girl-friends". At 12, in summer camp I made a "boy-friend" who I was completely infatuated with. I was tortured by jealousy when he spent time with someone else and I sought his company all the time. We parted ways and I grew up a bit. At 14 I was still in the same class as one of my childhood "girl-friends" and I remember that once our inner thighs accidentally touched. I got an instant hard-on and had to sit down.
To cut a long story short, what do you make of this scenario: child, quite effeminate; puberty, infatuated with a boy; teenager, deliberately seeking to have sex with girls, early 20's, seeking sex with men while having a girlfriend; adulthood, married with a kid and sometimes having anonymous sex with men?
I was never really interested in a long-term relationship with a man but I'll be damned if I don't luuurve having sex with men.
Don't you think that may be a bit of evidence against your theory which stashes gay men away neatly into a separate gender? I think I am relatively "straight acting" although I make no special effort. I have never surprised myself flapping my hands and throwing my head back laughing but I think it's possible I could register on some people's gaydar, although nobody ever came to me and called me gay to my face, without knowing about what I do in private. And, by the way, I do enjoy sex with women although I was never really "hungry" for it.
As far as I'm concerned this is very much a mirror image of some straight guys so I think maybe Kinsey was right after all, we are all somewhere on a scale; there is no neat box for the effeminate gays.
So where do you think does the Gay "ghetto" end and the Grero "camp" begin?
Schwep