Men lie. We live in a culture that encourages lies and shame. Men are rarely supported in speaking their truth. We are supported in giving up what makes us vulnerable, real and ultimately human. Male gender assignments start early thereby limiting and infringing on our ability to become better men and human beings. Primarily, we… Read More »
The Bronx students who dared to claim their rights by starting RESISTANCE and demanding a better education have forced us all to listen to what has become a serious social change movement. When I received an email yesterday informing me that a group of young people had now taken up the fight, two things ran… Read More »
My new favorite past time is falling in love with men’s potential. Instead of taking an honest look at what a person presents as their true self, I like the big game of pretend. Basically, I wasn’t very bright and instead of examining my choices regarding my health and well being , I decided to… Read More »
Most of the HIV positive people I know became infected in the course of a relationship. After talking with a good friend from overseas, I was informed of this incredible theory. My brilliant ally and I discussed at length the risks people are willing to take and for what reason.
Six pack abs, huge cocks , all night sex parties and drug induced orgies are now officially over.
When baby animals don’t get touched they die. If this is the case for lesser developed creatures, why do we think humans can survive without touch?
I am a cowardly murderer. I stood by watching the hate and homophobia of the world devour our youth and did nothing to prevent it. I could have spoken up. I could have screamed. I could have demanded they take me.
Whenever I have worked with young people, the issue of safety is obsessively focused on. You can’t touch them (unless it is in front of other people and even then it’s frowned upon). You can’t be too involved or concerned and above all you can’t share any personal information that would provide real world insight… Read More »
When I was a little boy, my father’s best friend was a pimp. Uncle Calvin was dapper, charming and always sported the latest fashions. I had no idea what this man did for a living. The only thing I knew was that there were all of these women around him and I couldn’t figure out… Read More »