Ah Republican morals

[notyoubob]

Lady Bunny is an (im)famous boy/girl in NYC. Just to be "fair and balanced."

SENATOR "MARY" CRAIG: "I'M NOT GAY!" I JUST TAP-DANCE
IN AIRPORT MEN'S ROOMS!



Of course I'm delighted to see another conservative
politician drug through the mud as their homosexual
escapades hit the fan. Of course, the very republicans
who espouse rewriting the Constitution to redefine
marriage as between a man and a woman so that gays can
never marry keep on getting busted for homo-sex in
tearooms--like the one last month who offered a cop
$20. To have talking heads reveal the age-old
shoe-tapping signal on national TV makes me sing
HALLELUJAH! While on my knees, of course!

A "cottaging" veteran, I wasn't quite as mystified as
Soledad O'Brien by this time-honored code. Basically,
you sit in the stall next to your intended
paramour--when you are sticking it through a hole or
waiting for one you ain't that picky so sometimes a
male shoe is all you need to see. If the shoe you see
isn't male and you're in NYC, please introduce
yourselves, fellers! The deliberate tapping of your
show indicates that you're ready for action. It's
subtle enough so that someone unititiated in the code
would not necessarily notice it, or be offended if
they did. Of course, to be really sure that your
victim is of the same persuasion, you might wait long
enough to ensure that the person in the next stall
wasn't relieving themselves, keenly keeping an ear
wide open and nostril flared for the sounds and smells
of defecation. If they take over 10 or 15 minutes,
they're probably after the same thing you are. Or they
eat a diet low in fiber. Or both!

What strikes me as odd about this case is tearoom
action in the airport! Even prior to 9/11, security in
an airport was much higher than the average cottage.
The high traffic also scotches the likelihood of
intimate moments and increased detection by appalled
straights who might complain. Maybe the increased
reports of booze-guzzling pilots are easier targets.
And since you're en route somewhere at an airport,
there's no hope of finding a compatible mate and
dragging them somewhere safer. Unless you're on the
same flight, perhaps? (I've never joined the Mile-High
club.)

I also loved hearing the talking heads of CNN discuss
what possible mentality could explain the erratic
behavior: persistent cruising, brandishing his US
Senate business card, pleading guilty to disorderly
conduct, and then trying to claim that he'd perjured
himself when he plead guilty. One pundit/psychologist
claimed that Craig may have wanted to be caught on
some level because of past abuse, another described a
state of entitlement which people who are surrounded
by yes men may develop and think themselves above the
law. To take the other side of a therapist's couch for
once, I imagine that he's a sex addict on the DL--to
take such heavy risks? But if you're on the DL, you
often desire other guys whose sexuality is way beneath
the surface. That way, after you flush away (or
swallow) the evidence, you're no longer gay and you
can go back to attempting to strip our rights away in
the legislature.

I primarily frequented tearooms as an adolescent who I
had no other sexual outlets in Chattanooga--any one
remember the Reade House upstairs? A kiki, honey! I
was too young to get into bars, and there weren't that
many anyway. If you live in a smaller town, there may
not have been any gay bar, and the smaller the town,
the less anonymity. (That's why this whore moved to
NY!) Tearooms and truckstops may have been your only
outlets to have sex in. I'm sure that's where some of
gay men's pee fetishes come from. Don't forget, we are
animals and scent figures heavily into arousal. Also,
the type of sex engaged in is hurried, manly and far
from lovey-dovey--I never noticed any making out. So
you can walk away feeling that you've just fulfilled a
physical need with no pouffy stuff. Sometimes all you
are dealing with is what comes through the hole--you
never even exchange a word or see a face! Soledad, I
know that may seem queer to you, but so does the huge
percentage of married gals who never achieve an
orgasm. At least we bust a nut through that grimy
gloryhole!

I'm rambling, but another thing that strikes me is
that cottaging is a generational thing. Gay bars were
probably not common in Idaho during Craig's sexual
development--if they are now!--and especially as a
conservative in politics, he was forced to bury his
sexuality. And like many man from his generation, he
isn't sufficiently in touch with his emotions to
divorce his actions from creating the policies which
will demonize homosexuality and force more gays
underground...and into tearooms! Or do you think he
just wanted to have his cock and eat it too, with no
regard for the laws we pay his ass to make?

[lurker]

I'll take a girl (in a panty girdle) to the drive-in any night.








Aw hell, I'm not picky.... daytime wood work, too.

[TigerEyes]

Wordsmythe, would you rather all the Republican problems packed their bags and became Democrats? The problem's with the people, not the party.

And the only thing I seem to have picked up from this conversation is that members of Congress (and those waiting in the wings to become members of Congress) really just want young boys and bribes.