California’s first Latino senator

[BoSoxGal]

Astoundingly obtuse.

[Gob]

Astoundingly obtuse.

Some self-insight from you at last...

[Scooter]

I get it, your white male heterosexual privilege gives you the option to choose not to see the connection. Carry on, then.

[Bicycle Bill]

And I call bullshit on your call of bullshit. In a world where the mere mention that someone is LGBT elicits a response of:

Just keep your sex lives to yourself, people. Really, the rest of us don't need to know because it's just none of our goddamned business.

which is something that, if he is honest, he would NEVER had said to you in relation to the far more explicit commentary you provided about your heterosexual sex life, that there is an obvious double standard at work is a matter of indisputable fact. Heterosexual public figures can speak matter of factly about the existence a significant other in their lives without generating any sort of controversy. If they are LGBT and do the same, they are told to "just keep quiet about it". Which is why, at least for the foreseeable future, it is important that they speak up about it regardless of the inevitable backlash from the knuckle draggers who would demand that they "just keep quiet about it".

Boy, you missed the boat so badly that you can't even see the smoke from the funnels.

My feeling on the matter is that it doesn't matter who someone is seeing, whether it's as a spouse, a mistress, a POSSLQ, a cocky-doody butt-buddy, or a pair of carpet-lappers — or any other combination and quantity of the above.  I don't care if BSG is gay or straight or married or celibate or pimping herself out six nights a week in Hahvahd Yahd.  It just ain't any of my business.

And if truth be known, the same goes with Gob.  Yeah, I know he's talked about Hen and their daughter ('Hatch', is it?), but it was within the confines of the conversation — such as when Hatch graduated with honors from school.  It wasn't just a case of "LOOK AT ME, EVERYBODY, I'M STRAIGHT, I'M MARRIED, AND I KNOCKED MY WIFE UP AND PRODUCED A CHILD!!"  And if he were to be the kind of person who did that, I'd call him out for it too.

Or, to take the topic away from sexuality a few steps, suppose I were to preface my every posting with something like "Speaking as a bicyclist" or "based on my view after forty years of riding bicycles"?  That's a part of my life that is pretty fucking important to me, so why shouldn't I make sure that EVERYBODY knows it, just in case they couldn't tell from my handle and my avatar?  You-all would get pretty god-damned tired of it in a big fucking hurry.    Well, that's how I feel about it when someone seems to feel the need to always lead with the fact that they are gay, or trans, or gender-fluid and want me to use 'they', 'them', or 'theirs' as their 'preferred personal pronouns' going forward.  Fuck that noise!!


Like the creative turkey above, just painting himself pink, wearing stilts, and taping a big beak on your face still doesn't make him a flamingo any more than claiming he was from the planet 'Lovetron' made Darryl Dawkins an extra-terrestrial instead of a black basketball player born in Orlando, FL, or someone with a dick who's wearing fingernail polish, makeup, and a dress or skirt with heels makes them a female.  And if they still want to do it because that's the way they get their jollies, it's just not that important that everybody in the world needs to know about it.

-"BB"-

[Scooter]

Boy, you missed the boat so badly that you can't even see the smoke from the funnels.

Actually I got it exactly, and you claiming that I didn't only proves that you will never get it.

My feeling on the matter is that it doesn't matter who someone is seeing, whether it's as a spouse, a mistress, a POSSLQ, a cocky-doody butt-buddy, or a pair of carpet-lappers — or any other combination and quantity of the above.  I don't care if BSG is gay or straight or married or celibate or pimping herself out six nights a week in Hahvahd Yahd.  It just ain't any of my business.

Except that the ONLY time that you ever claim to hold to this is when it involves LGBT people. I have never ONCE seen you post "I don't care who Donald Trump is married to, why does he have to shove Melania in our faces all the time" or anything remotely like that about any heterosexual person whose relationship status happens to come up. But the second it happens to be a LGBT person, your immediate reaction is "no one cares, why do they have to make an issue of it, couldn't they just keep that private".

The fact that you engage in such an obvious double standard means that your position really isn't "it doesn't matter" but rather "if the person is LGBT, then I don't want to hear about it, so they should shut up about it in order to cater to my prejudices".

And no, this attempt at pointing out the obvious will fail just as surely as every other one in the past, but I have no problem calling out this "I claim to be completely indifferent" as code for "the thought of LGBT people having sex makes me want to vomit" whenever I see it.

[BoSoxGal]

BB is a 64/65 year old man who has never, ever, ever had an intimate partner.

He’s full of fears and repressed urges. If he wasn’t so disgusting about it with these occasional ugly rants, I’d easily feel nothing but sympathy for the guy. It’s not hard to figure out what’s going on with him.

[Bicycle Bill]

Other than being a little off on the age (I turned 66 four weeks ago) you are amazingly close to being spot on.  I have not ever had an 'intimate partner', it is true, although I still feel intimacy starts with finding someone with whom you want to and can share your deepest secrets and feelings, and THEN moves on to the more physical manifestations.  And as long as I'm laying my soul bare, that is the reason that, since becoming an adult myself, there is only one woman (other than my mother) to whom I ever said "I love you," because I considered (and still do believe) those to be three of the most powerful words in the English language — and it was my intention that, when I DID say them to someone, it would be because I really, truly meant it and it wasn't just some throw-away phrase to try to cop a cheap feel or get into someone's skivvies.

Yes, in the earlier days there were fears — fears common to almost all males.  I still remember when I called a girl for what turned out to be my first date and, after she had said 'yes', hanging up the phone and thinking, "What have I done??"   But what made it even more problematic for me was the way in which I was raised — Roman Catholic in the pre-Woodstock era where even THINKING 'impure thoughts', let alone acting on them, was a one-way, non-stop, express ticket to hell.  Laugh all you want, but even George Carlin knew about it and had it down pat:

'Cause that's what they taught us; it's what's in your mind that counts; your intentions, that's how we'll judge you.  What you want to do.  Mortal sin had to be a grievous offense, sufficient reflection, and full consent of the will.  Ya had ta WANNA!  In fact, WANNA was a sin all by itself.  "Thou Shalt Not WANNA".  If you woke up in the morning and said, "I'm going down to 42nd Street and commit a mortal sin" — save your car fare; you did it, man!  Absolutely!
It was a sin for you to wanna feel up Ellen.  It was a sin for you to plan to feel up Ellen.  It was a sin for you to figure out a place to feel up Ellen.  It was a sin to take Ellen to the place to feel her up.  It was a sin to try to feel her up, and it was a sin to feel her up.  There were six sins in one feel, man!

Now if something like that don't repress your urges, you're either a hopeless horndog heretic or there's something else seriously wrong with you, man!

So I found other things to occupy my time — work, cycling, hobbies. And as time went by, I never realized what I was letting slip through my fingers until it was too late to do much about it.

Which brings me to where I am now.... single, alone, living by myself, and running out the days on the calendar until the last grain of sand runs through my Life-timer and Death's bony finger beckons me to come walk with him.

-"BB"-

[dales]

Have a MERRY CHRISTMAS anyway, BB!

[Gob]

BB is a 64/65 year old man who has never, ever, ever had an intimate partner.

I'm sure your success in love is enviable....

[BoSoxGal]

I’ve had a number of stable romantic relationships that involved cohabitation and serious contemplation of marriage, and I also had a very healthy experience of my sexuality outside the confines of committed relationship in the 30 odd years I was sexually active, so by comparison yes, I have been a human being who actually experienced my sexuality and have not spent my entire life just imagining it and longing for it and being jealous of others who have that in their lives in whatever form.

That was the point of the comment, which was merely highlighting a fact that BB has mentioned on several occasions himself - not intended as a cut but a mere observation. I even expressed my sympathy for his lifetime of reluctant celibacy. He’s an incel by his own admission and that is also pretty evident in the hostility he often expresses related to all the people out in the world having sex without him.

Thanks for your usual total asshole reply though, Taff. Merry Christmas!

[Bicycle Bill]

...He’s an incel by his own admission...

Actually, I'd prefer to be known as a 'volcel' — a VOLUNTARY celibate.  There were times when I could probably have "hit the ball and touched them all" instead of stopping at second base were there not other things like fear, religious upbringing, and, yes, even personal moral convictions holding me back (see my earlier post).

Maybe to you that's still involuntary, but not to me.

-"BB"-