December 7th – 2013
“Space: the final frontier. These are the voyages of the star ship Enterprise” Star Date Dec 7. I see Gay people. Yea, upraise your eyebrows, deal with it (I am going there).
I think I know gay people, and I think I have gay friends. The thing I have come to realise is that I am not sure. Do you know gay people or have gay friends? These days when people ask if someone is gay (homosexual/male) my answer is “Well I have not had him or he me, so I don’t know”
You see the things is I have lots of friends who I think are gay but I don’t know that they are. As a matter of FACT, I have one gay friend, by this I mean a man who is openly gay, has told me so and we have had open conversations on the matter. The rest are gay by association. And this is my sore point about the issue of homosexuality.
Straight people by now wondering what the arse going on with me, and my “gay” friends, waiting for me to say something that will make them judge me for judging them. In my mind I have not judged them, and that is my truth. What I may be guilty of to some extent is stereotyping. Yea you know “the gaydar”
My reality is that they (my suspected gay friends) have not come straight with me and as such I am left to my ass-umptions (lol). Do we judge straight people, I know I do, if I see a chick and she looks nice I say in my mind what are the things that make her appealing. I am not homosexual, but if I say a person who I think is homosexual, I say in my mind what I believe makes me think that he or she is homosexual. Deal with it people, we stereotype people.
Now I am not asking all my “gay” friends to come out and tell me they are gay. Heterosexual people don’t have to come out and say they are. Fact is though we are raised in a “straight” world…generally. This being the “norm” leaves some need for clarification. I would like to say that at the age of approaching 40, if you gay “is a cool scene”.
A long time ago when I did realise that my gay friend was gay I did not take it well. “This man used to hug me up, we used to lime like brothers, huddle” I felt betrayed. This WAS my truth. Strange though, at that same time I was in tight with this man, I had a woman friend who I then thought was gay. She used to kiss me on the mouth every time she saw me, and I keep saying to myself “she have no respect for this your virile robust Mandingo”. She did it with such comfort that I realised quickly, I was clearly not a threat nor a treat to her. Yea, for me Man-gay and Woman-gay different. But that was then and this is now.
Now I have one simple rule, God gave me one square metre or personal space and that’s all I need, and yes men or women, gay or straight, just need to give me that. I see gay people, straight people, at this age I just see people.