CyranoDeBergerac
Master Don Juan
There is currently a debate on sosuave about homosexuality and the inherent non-masculinity of it all. I don't care. Debates like this have been waged for ages and I don't see an end to it any time soon. You have a right to an opinion, I have a right to disagree. Let's not fight over something so utterly irrelevant to our purposes here.
But there are some (typically older) DJs on here who find it necessary not only to keep this debate going, but to actually write-off entire people because they hold disseminating views. An example of the following...
You know, typically I don't take it upon myself to correct such misperceptions or defend myself from such weak attacks because no one's perception of me will change my reality. I am my own man, as are all of you, and I shouldn't have to justify myself to any one. Ideally none of us would have to. This is one of the core beliefs which leads me not to care about homosexuality, provided my autonomy itself is not infringed.
Try as I might though, there is a flea in my ear telling me that this bears response as it is not a question, but an unfounded statement wrecklessly and arrogantly impugning my character. So I am inclined to break my own rule.
I am not gay. I have never had the inclination to be gay, and I personally find homoerotic material distasteful, to say nothing of the act itself. I have never engagued in homoerotic sex, and I deeply resent those who would levy those attacks against me. I have however participated in moments of silence for those who cannot present themselves as they are. This maxim holds true whether gay, straight, republican, democrat, or Ralph Nader.I also have several gay friends, some of which have been instrumental in my growth process.
I have been diagnosed as Bipolar and perodically have fought battles with severe depression. But to this effect all DJs have their highs and their lows. Well, at my lowest point as a man some years ago I was homeless. I was a wreck and I looked it. I had no hope for the future and no sense of my own value. My complete lack of self-sufficiency led me to drop out of college and to get evicted. I was literally self-destructing. I still maintained regular hygeine at the bathrooms on campus between periods, but other than what I had the forsight to put in my tote-bag, I had nothing.
I met a friend some two weeks before I became homeless. His name was Eli. Eli was the type of guy who you couldn't mistake for being straight, even if he didn't parade his homosexuality. Even though I took pains to maintain the appearance of civility, everyone new I was homeless so he eventually found out. Eli is an old soul, but more than that he is a strong character and demanded that I accept accomodations in his grandmother's house. He told me it was no use arguing because he had already told her I was coming and he wasn't about to let me disappoint an old lady. After a few hours I didn't have the pride or enough food left in my stomach to refuse. From there I was able to get back on my feet and I've never looked back.
He showed me kindness when no one else would and reminded me what self-respect was all about. I have not fallen so low again and when on occasion I do fall, I don't stay down for long. Since then I have surpassed him, but I have repayed his kindness to me by allowing him to stay with me to help him find his own way.
There is a common ideology throughout all civilized culture of predestination of friendship. The idea that god works in mysterious ways and some people are put in our way to enrich our lives and help us to achieve our goals.
I leave it to you my DJ brethren. Even if you do not agree with me, do you understand why I weather the tremendous storms that come with my stance? Or is it justified that I should be denounced as a homosexual, and completely discounted for honorably defending a friend?
-CyranoDeBergerac
But there are some (typically older) DJs on here who find it necessary not only to keep this debate going, but to actually write-off entire people because they hold disseminating views. An example of the following...
Obviously, if any of you have read my opinions on 'the gay issue' you know I'm not upset by them or their existence. I have even advocated using them as excellent wingmen.
You know, typically I don't take it upon myself to correct such misperceptions or defend myself from such weak attacks because no one's perception of me will change my reality. I am my own man, as are all of you, and I shouldn't have to justify myself to any one. Ideally none of us would have to. This is one of the core beliefs which leads me not to care about homosexuality, provided my autonomy itself is not infringed.
Try as I might though, there is a flea in my ear telling me that this bears response as it is not a question, but an unfounded statement wrecklessly and arrogantly impugning my character. So I am inclined to break my own rule.
I am not gay. I have never had the inclination to be gay, and I personally find homoerotic material distasteful, to say nothing of the act itself. I have never engagued in homoerotic sex, and I deeply resent those who would levy those attacks against me. I have however participated in moments of silence for those who cannot present themselves as they are. This maxim holds true whether gay, straight, republican, democrat, or Ralph Nader.I also have several gay friends, some of which have been instrumental in my growth process.
I have been diagnosed as Bipolar and perodically have fought battles with severe depression. But to this effect all DJs have their highs and their lows. Well, at my lowest point as a man some years ago I was homeless. I was a wreck and I looked it. I had no hope for the future and no sense of my own value. My complete lack of self-sufficiency led me to drop out of college and to get evicted. I was literally self-destructing. I still maintained regular hygeine at the bathrooms on campus between periods, but other than what I had the forsight to put in my tote-bag, I had nothing.
I met a friend some two weeks before I became homeless. His name was Eli. Eli was the type of guy who you couldn't mistake for being straight, even if he didn't parade his homosexuality. Even though I took pains to maintain the appearance of civility, everyone new I was homeless so he eventually found out. Eli is an old soul, but more than that he is a strong character and demanded that I accept accomodations in his grandmother's house. He told me it was no use arguing because he had already told her I was coming and he wasn't about to let me disappoint an old lady. After a few hours I didn't have the pride or enough food left in my stomach to refuse. From there I was able to get back on my feet and I've never looked back.
He showed me kindness when no one else would and reminded me what self-respect was all about. I have not fallen so low again and when on occasion I do fall, I don't stay down for long. Since then I have surpassed him, but I have repayed his kindness to me by allowing him to stay with me to help him find his own way.
There is a common ideology throughout all civilized culture of predestination of friendship. The idea that god works in mysterious ways and some people are put in our way to enrich our lives and help us to achieve our goals.
I leave it to you my DJ brethren. Even if you do not agree with me, do you understand why I weather the tremendous storms that come with my stance? Or is it justified that I should be denounced as a homosexual, and completely discounted for honorably defending a friend?
-CyranoDeBergerac
