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Diaries of Sasha

• Heart breakers

  Posted: December 13, 2007, 9:48 pm by Sasha

  There is a breed of men that i find dangerous to interact with. And i was with one of them yesterday.
  
  They are extremely good looking, great physique, very successful, intelligent, witty, and are just fun to be around. What makes them dangerous is that they are not outrightly homo, or probably aren't, but will always give me attention and throw the occasional flirt and sexy glance that my heart just melts away, and they are married!
  
  They clearly fulfill every fantasy that i'd have of a man, and the uncertainty of their gestures fuel the fantasies even more, but i'd rather not push the limits of how far they can go. It would actually be a turn off should the actually respond to any of my physical advances.
  
  So our conversations will end at where we've met, definitely in the company of others, and certainly no followup texts or phone calls. And the furthest we'll ever go will be in my dreams, every night :)

• Day In

  Posted: December 8, 2007, 11:11 pm by Sasha

  I've had a day that i've not had in, well years I suppose. Sasha's and mates day in.
  
  It was a fabulous time! I'd really missed it. We spent time cooking a delicious two course meal, cracked open a bottle of fine red spanish wine and just bonded all afternoon all.
  
  We used to do this back in the day quite often, but the hustle and bustle of a career life has rendered us so busy that the only time we have, we just lie back and watch tv.
  
  Nothing beats preparing and sharing a meal with loved ones. Its not so much the process, but the time spent in sharing an activity. The unwinding from the stress of every day life and for a moment, not having a care in the world. The afternoon seemed to have frozen in time.
  
  I really need to take a break from all the cares of life and enjoy the finer things in life. As someone once said, to stop and smell a flower.

• Taking myself out

  Posted: December 1, 2007, 10:25 pm by Sasha

  This evening i looked at myself in the mirror and said 'and who are you stranger? Looking mighty sexy! Can i take you out?' Not that i cannot get a date(s), but its been a while since I let my hair down, and went on a care free night out.
  
  The nice thing about treating myself to a fab evening is that i get to enjoy all by myself the fruits of my labour. I can move from club to club when I want to, and I can have an early night or a late night he i want to. I will get to meet new people, get a fresh perspective on life and maybe even get useful contacts! Ok maybe i'll even meet a flirt project for the night. And above all, i will get time to know me.
  
  So i will take a long nice bath, put on that wild ensemble, wear the muskiest perfume and accessorise. I will go to a fancy restaurant for dinner, yea table for 1, and later on drinking and dancing.
  
  And yes i'll return home alone. This is my night.

• Greatful

  Posted: November 17, 2007, 2:56 pm by Sasha

  I always thought of myself as an optimist. Tomorrow will always be better than today. The main reason for this was my deep seated trust in God. He's the driver of my life, and therefore I had nothing to worry about.
  
  Late this year, however, I felt totally abandoned by God, because none of what I had planed worked out at the time. Trauma cannot explain me feeling of disappointment I felt when my plans fell through! Is it a punishment for who I am? Why did I waste my energy trusting and hoping. Why wasn't I forewarned that I'm wasting my time. And slipped into a depression. Why not just die?
  
  But yesterday as I walked home from work, wallowing in my sorrow, a thought came to me. Why aren't I giving thanks for what is actually going right in my life? Why curse God when things go haywire? Why not keep trusting as I always have?
  
  You win some, you lose some. That’s life. The only constant that I have is that God remains the same. He sees the whole picture, and I'm only seeing now. If He says that he will prosper me, who am I to doubt that? So far I have no reason to complain. A good job, fabulous friends, loving family and I'm healthy. For that I will thank God.
  
  ' In everything give thanks : for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus to you. 1 Thes 5:18'

• Speak those things

  Posted: November 13, 2007, 1:07 am by Sasha

  I didn't sleep well last night. I'd been extremely exhausted that day and I had a seriously upset stomach. I didn't wake up feeling well either.
  
  When my new squeez asked me how I was feeling, and how I slept, I hesitated abit, and decided to tell him I slept soundly, and i'm feeling ok. And I told myself to have a good day.
  
  And a good day I had. I felt really productive all day. I was not at all tired. I didn't seem to mind the 1 hr queue for a matatu, and i actually had energy to cook when i got home.
  
  Its amazing what the right attitude can do to boost ones energy levels. Re-affirming ourselves with words can drive us to higer levels of axhievement. Some motivational speakers will always tell us to speak those things we want to achieve.
  
  I guess by speaking those things that we want, we are forced to internalize them and hence achieve them.

• Tech is so cool!

  Posted: November 8, 2007, 11:55 pm by Sasha

  I'm actually posting this in a bar, from my mobile phone! Its amazing how fast technology changes!
  
  I try to imagine the days we did not have mobile phones! How on earth did people arrange for dates? How on earth did people lie where they are? What did people do when waiting for people? Beats me!
  
  I, like so many others cannot live without a mobile phone. Its my constant companion. I'm with it everywhe i go. With this phone i've made and broken relationships. I've been it debt, i've dodged meetings, i've cried, i've shopped, i've been hired, all thanks to the phone.
  
  But the one thing i hate is always being available, in touch, minute in, minute out. I have no peace so long as the phone is on! Like they say, too much of a good thing can be dangerous.

• The Date

  Posted: November 6, 2007, 11:36 pm by Sasha

  As I drive to meet Mr. Hot for our first date, two things run through my mind. Please do not say that you have fallen in love with me and lets not rip each others clothes off on meeting. These always happened in my other dates.
  
  As I walk through the front door i'm wondering; should I just hug him, should i kiss him, should i just shake hands?
  
  I couldn't resist. I had to taste them again, just to be sure, if not for a consolation prize, just in case. Hugging him, holding him, feeling him; just as I'd imagined. This could go well.
  
  He makes for me dinner, is he aiming for my heart? All the while we chat, and our clothes are still on. I'm liking this. We talk, and laugh, I resist my urges.
  
  Later we go for drinks till late. I like watching him dance, he's quite a catch. We head on back to his place and spend the night together. Magical, no sex tonight, just hold each other tight. I'd missed that. We sleep in all day next day. A perfect way to spend a lazy sunday.
  
  When we part ways, there is a sadness, I'm already missing him. It was all I though it would be. The perfect first date.

• D Day

  Posted: November 3, 2007, 8:34 am by Sasha

  Butterflies in the stomach cannot describe what I am feeling right now!
  
  Today i will have the first date with the man that i am infatuated with. We have met before, but that was in the presence of others. Since then we have been texting each other, calling each other and thinking about each other. Its been exciting, having someone to give sweet nothings to. But today we meet. Just the two of us. Will the oomph still be there? Is he still as hot as i remember? Am i still as hot as he remembers?
  
  Dating is such a stressful activity as time catches up with you. I rememmber when i was still young, it was so simple because the older guys had to do all the work. Now that I am the older guy, I have to do all the work. Too many questions are in my mind as I prepare to meet him: what shall we talk about, how do I look, how does he look, shall he meet my expectations, shall I meet his expectaions, what is the difference between me and all the others before me, is he the One?
  
  I am excited to meet him, bit I wish that this day can be 40 hrs long. Then i'd have the patience to deal with this anxiety.
  
  Wherever the wind blows, its fine with me. Live life is my motto. So I will go and meet him, and see where it goes!!

• What a choice!

  Posted: November 1, 2007, 9:35 pm by Sasha

  Choice consists of the mental process of thinking involved with the process of judging the merits of multiple options and selecting one of them for action.
  
  The biggest argument for homophobia is the aspect of choice. That men or women choose to have same gender sexual relationships. Homophobes cannot comprehend why someone would choose to engage in what they perceive to be unnatural. This argument invariably implies that strait people have chosen NOT to be same gender loving.
  
  Today I had 3 very beautiful women in my company. They had it all! Great legs, big booty, hot rack, and very sensual in their talk. I am single, and haven’t had some in a long, long time. All I had to do was to pencil them in and I would have my itch satisfied! But I do not have the sexual appetite for them. And so once again I have to go to bed alone. Is that fair? Why would I choose to have a lonely night when there are willing damsels to satisfy me all night? Why do I look at men and I’m instantly full of lust, but women have no effect where it matters?
  
  If sleeping with women is a matter of choice, then I should be at least be aroused by them, and then, based on the definition of choice, I should look at the pros of sleeping with men against women, and then decide on one. Clearly this is not the case for me. Just like a strait man will not look at a man lustfully, then won’t I look at women lustfully. This is not a matter of choosing, rather of disposition/orientation. North & South!
  
  Truth be told, I did try at one time to stop looking at men lustfully, and to try looking at women with sexual thoughts. I had vowed to have sex with a women, and I’d found one. But couldn’t do it. And that lasted a week. Now that would have been a choice.
  
  And therefore, I will not fight what I am; I will just be the best of who I am.

• Midnight encounters

  Posted: October 30, 2007, 12:46 pm by Sasha

  Ring ring!
  
  Should I, shouldn't I? Hello, hellooooo? I hang up. What time is it anyway? 1 am. Hmmmm! This could be interesting. Take a deep breath! Dial number.
  
  Did you just call me or am I dreaming?
  No I didn’t!
  What are you doing awake so late?
  It’s hard for me to sleep without someone by my side.
  Want me to come over?
  Possibly.
  Wrong answer!
  Should I more specific?
  Of course! Just say the word and I’ll take the next cab there!
  More like the other way!
  By all means, get here now!
  
  [Idle talk for some time to recompose from my blatant slutiness]
  
  Is your bed comfortable?
  Very
  Double bed?
  Sure!
  So you can maneuver?
  Totally, major acrobatics, come check it out. When I’m alone, I just use half of it.
  So you usually have people there?
  Oops, I meant because I’m alone!
  Too Late. I don't do crazy stuff like that.
  Just take some weed, jump into your car and come over. You can blame it on that.
  Ahh! I have an early morning presentation.
  I'll give you all the inspiration you need for the morning.
  Really, I have an early morning.
  Ok, so we do drinks in the evening?
  Possibly!
  Ok!
  [click]
  
  
  Now why did I waste all that air time?

• The Kiss

  Posted: October 29, 2007, 10:29 am by Sasha

  I met someone that I would call the perfect man for me. Taller, slightly older, slightly muscular, chiseled face, dark skinned, killer smile, great dresser, totally understands my puns, humorous, outgoing, sexy voice, a bit reserved, has more than two cents of wisdom.
  
  I met this man in Kampla. He was here on a very short holiday from Nairobi and I’m here on business. First time I see him from a distance I know I would like to know more about him. I'm introduced to him by a common pal, but not as potential dates, thought we are headed to the hit the night lights together. He's quiet; I’m curious, and lustful. It’s been a while since I was totally attracted to someone like that. I strike the usual conversation starters. Where do you stay in Nairobi, what do you do, what brings you here? I blabber about my recent escapades in Kampala. He's responses are very to the point. I like that. My curiosity rises a notch with each passing question. At this stage there is one thing on both my heads :) I throw lustful glances at him all the time and he likes it. How do I get his number? I ask about his passions, he tells me, I offer to help him and voila, numbers are exchanged :-) The night comes to and end and we part ways.
  
  I met him again the next night at a rugby joint, none of us really interested in the game, but we make so much noise, dancing, drinking. My slutometer hits the roof with every look that I give him! Later we enter the second level of conversing, and we exchange life stories. Is he seeing anyone? He's not sure. There is someone new, nothing written in stone. Good enough for me.
  
  We met again the next day at a house. Perfect. Maybe I can satisfy my curiosity. I seize the opportunity and we kiss. The perfect kiss. He's lips are so soft and sweet. 15 out of 10 is the score. I get a real connection with that kiss. I am totally sold out. It’s a very intimate moment that we share that shall be etched in my memory for a lifetime.
  
  We'll meet again when I get back to Nairobi. Is he the one? I do not know. All I know is that I will kiss him again, just to make sure. For now, I am contented with cherishing the kiss of the man of my dreams and I do not want to wake up just yet.

• The seat of wisdom

  Posted: October 15, 2007, 2:41 am by Sasha

  About a month ago I set out on journey of personal development. The first step that I took was to delete all nasty material from my computer cause I realised it took too much of my time, that would better be utilised feeding my brain.
  
  This last week I had the opportunity to interact with some one I can call simply a genius. And yes, I received most of the wisdom in a bar, my new found hangout.
  
  He made me understand the importance of distinguishing between what's important and what’s urgent. He had the opportunity to study outside Kenya. While out there, he chose to forego the pleasures life I.e. Partying, driving, living uptown; to concentrate on his studies. Needless to say his grades were fabulous and he's doing quite well for himself as a result. I have observed him, and he's mostly adding to his knowledge, taking small breaks to drink or watch a tv show. Comparatively, I drink and slob all day. And I'm supposed to compete with such a person!
  
  So the next part of my journey us to reduce the amount of bar time and tv time. I know i will suffer serious withdrawal symptoms, but I'll manage. What's important to note is that these changes are from deep within me, and I believe I can do anything I set my mind to do.
  
  I cannot expect to be what I dream to be without doing the walk.

• All by myself

  Posted: October 12, 2007, 2:01 am by Sasha

  If its one thing I never thought I would do in Nairobi, it would be to enter into a bar alone and sit there alone! But of late I've been routinely going to bars without company. Of course my love for the bottle has fuelled this urge!
  
  The good thing about being alone is that you can sit at a corner and watch people do their thing, kind of like big brother bar. There will be those who are giving the stories, then those listening intently, those putting their best vibes forward trying to coax that fly chick or guy, and those, like I, who are in a world of their own.
  
  If I'm lucky, I'll get to sit next to one of those loners, with more luck they'll be hot, and with the best of luck they'll strike a conversation. Since I rejoined the ranks of the single, I have been quite the extrovert, striking conversations with strangers.
  
  I guess the fun pat of meeting strangers in a bar is having the cake and eating it. For a couple of hours you can be hooked up, flirting, laughing, have your ego stroked and pour out your heart. Then pack and leave!
  
  The hard part is having to jump into bed alone, without that good night kiss that will give you warmth all night.
  
  I need a man!

• The Departed

  Posted: October 9, 2007, 2:15 am by Sasha

  Last week one if the pioneer queens of Nairobi dropped dead! Literally! Apparently his heart just stopped. He had added quite a few kilos of late! I was shocked when I heard the news, traumatised even.
  
  See he was one of those people that I really had no contact with, regardless of the number of times we met in bars. We'd exchange glances and that’s it. And really had no ill thoughts of him, though I did enjoy the occasional pun.
  
  I was surprised when I actually felt a sense of loss at his demise. Why would I feel loss at someone I particularly did not care for? I guess its the fact that we shared a struggle for acceptance. A bond of sistahood. He was comfortable with himself in a way that did inspire people not to care much about what people said. And that was partly why I did not particularly get cosy with him. I guess i've learnt not to judge people, gays, by who/what they are confortable in bieng.
  
  He has left a mark in everyone's heart who knew of him. I hope he now finds happiness. God keep him in peace.

• Homewrecker

  Posted: October 6, 2007, 12:06 am by Sasha

  Now that's a title i thought i'd never wear, seeing that i do not have matching shoes!
  
  So i'm at bar, having my umpteenth dring, waiting to be spoted by that hunk of a man with a six pack tighter than new braids! Along comes a pal, who i've known for quite a while. Its around midnight and we are totally knackered. So he take the opportunity to confess his long standing crash for me. And then wham! Lets shag! Hmmmm! He's hot, he's telling me all the right things, i'm horny but....
  
  He has a man! Who i know! I so would have done it if him man was a stranger that i didnt care for! So i said no, well took a raincheck and run!
  
  I have long considered myself a proponent of chastity in the gay scene! Well now i've jumped off that high horse! It is so easy to be sleasy, given the right mix. As i get older i think i do not consider dear what i would frown upon. Maybe its cause of too many years trying to be a nice guy and getting burned.

• Who died and made you...

  Posted: September 21, 2007, 9:05 pm by Sasha

  Recently I have been wondering, who sets the moral standards of society, and who sets the moral standards of the gay society? What is morality anyway? Depending on whom you ask, you will obviously get different responses.
  
  One thing I learnt though is that I was woefully ignorant! It truly is bliss. All I (thought i) knew about morality is what was taught me in church. I really had never taken the time to research what the different views on the subject were. So I decided to google it and I went through a series of web sites and research papers. I actually did not know that secular authorities do have definitions of morality.
  
  Social anthropologists, psychologists will define morality as matters relating to harm, and Justice. These are the foundations to which moral conduct is judged. A theses by Haidt & Graham also includes three more tenets, Loyalty, Authority and Chastity. But they all agree that moral judgement is based on intuition, i.e. gut feeling. And on those foundations do we all judge one thing as moral or not.
  
  Whenever discussions on homosexuality arise, they will definitely revolve around issues of what people perceive as moral. There will be two camps. The liberals, who basically rely on the tenets of justice and harm (which tend to the needs of the individual) and therefore they have no problem with the rights of the gays since they harm no one and it is just to give them a fair chance. On the other hand, there are the conservatives (esp. fundamental Christian's) that also include the authority and chastity tenets with equal gravity. To them, an issue for instance like gay marriages will go against established institutions, which would be amoral/immoral. And gay sex would be amoral/immoral as it goes against principles of chastity!
  
  Understanding the viewpoints of these groups will be important when it comes to the fight for inclusion for the gays. Presenting the homosexual lifestyle as acceptable to persons that have for all time hold fast some intuitive notions on sexuality and institutions will be an uphill task. Violent confrontation will definitely not yield to anything. The gay man has to come up with tactics that will bring down the barriers that have been set up to protect these viewpoints on sexuality and institutions.
  
  What tactics are these you ask? Guess I'll have to keep on googling for now, unless you have any ideas :)

• 3 days and counting . . .

  Posted: September 17, 2007, 4:57 am by Sasha

  
  It has been 3 days since I deleted all the stash of premium quality porn from my laptop and replaced it with quality reading and brain exercise.
  
  Three days! Withdrawal symptoms are the order of the day. I can still replay the images on my head of that last scene and i just wanna....
  
  Do you believe in God? Well i do. I recently joined an Internet frequent flier club. And on checking my email, i received a message for a request to be a contact. As well there was a request to be an IT contributor to an on-line magazine. Coincidence? I don't think so! This will be a great opportunity for me to exercise my brain as I had hoped to do. I can spend all that time that i would have spent searching and downloading doing something meaningful not only for me but for loads of viewers. If you are determined to accomplish something, just believe in God, he will do the rest. It will be a challenge but i will put all my energy into it. Its a reason for me to get back to the genius side of life.
  
  On the other hand, i also got another interesting email. I received a friend request from a stranger in Hi5 (one of those social networking sites!). My curiosity led me to click on the link and i was directed to the profile of this person. Very hot photo, 2000 plus friends. Cool. The introduction was very interesting about what they like to do at night and the signature is a website. Ok more curiosity - click i did. Porn Site!!!! Just when i was trying to run away from it all then it comes crawling back to me. Boomerang effect i guess. But the thing is i was not interested in that site. Why, its was some chick offering to undress for me. If it was a guy, my blog would have had a very different content! :)
  
  And what I've learnt today is that where there is a will there is a way. Opportunities will always knock at your door if you are willing to achieve great things. Do not fear to loose what you love for the greater good, and I'm totally gay!
  
  
  

• Yes, I did it

  Posted: September 14, 2007, 10:06 pm by Sasha

  Today i have done the unthinkable!
  
  
  I have collected all the porn on my laptop into one folder, and pressed shift+delete :( Oh my goodness 5GB of free space! what to do what to do! But i still have my stash of DVD's in some dark corner at my place, i'll deal with those on my return Even that one last emergency one i will get rid off! Well its something that i have been trying to do for the longest time evee. Having been hooked for such a long time, i'm already suffering withdrawal sympotms! Any Pornoholics Anonymous meetings out there?
  
  This is a decision that i have made after i discovered that with each passing year, i'm becomming dumber and dumber! I'm not as sharp as i used to be! No one calls me a genious any more! An dfurthermore i just did some work interviews that i was not with it in all the simplest of questions. Though my good looks and smooth talk did put me in the top :) The thing is my quest for knowledge has been wanting in the last few years. Sure i learn a few new things here and ther, but all these i stumbled upon, i did not actively go and look out for it. They do say that the brain is a muscle that needs exersice, and if you don't use it, you gonna loose it.
  
  Well it came to me tha i spend all the free time that i have watching my colletion of porn. Thats a whole lot of time. I'm an addict! Websites, dvd's, you name it, been there done that. And you know what else follows. I do not even have a book to read! Porn really is a dangerous form of entertainment. It can take control of your life like a hurricane and leave you totally destroyed, you and your surroundings. I googled 'effects of porn' and of course a myriad of websites all showing the ill effects excessive use of porn. Violent sexual behavious was pronounced in all of them. Well i do not think i will become a rapist cause of what i've been watching, but it has taken quite a sizebale amount of my time that cannot be regained and has put me at somewhat of a disadvantage.
  
  So no more whining about porn, i just took action. DELETE. I will then replace all that time that i have left free (read 4 hours daily) reading a really good book, or blog, or website... and stick to real life eye candy, and maybe i will be on TV being honored for a bright idea!

• Outercourse?

  Posted: September 12, 2007, 2:05 am by Sasha

  One of the things that i enjoy most is variety! Especially when i will go shopping for shoes. There had better be 30 different varieties to chose from! And the thing is as soon i make a pick, i will see a better loooking shoe in the next shelf. And worst of all is when i get to the house, i will wish that i had bought the pair that i left. Thats the thing about choises. As soon as you make one, you end up wishing you hadn't!
  
  So today i've learnt a new word. Frotting! for the Swahili gay readers it is roughly translated 'Msuguano' :) This basicaly means having non-penetrative male to male sex. There are groups and communities out there that are actively advocating for this sexual encounter, and ever so passionately. I never imagined that it is actualy an art form. See this kind of sexual encounter is frowned upon in the nairobi gay community as being for people who are sexually washed out, without spunk. My curiosuty led me to loads of blogs and groups that discuss these issues.
  
  Froting is a choice. With all the diseases out there, especially HIV, it is about time that we started thinking about sexual health! Frottin is chosing to attain sexual pleasure without penetration. Hence the term 'Outercourse'. It is a safe option for expressing one's randiness without thinking too much about diseases that can be transmitted during penetration.
  
  This site will offer interesting reading on frotting www.heroichomosex.org. They speak passionately against anal penetrative sex, and provide facts and research that paint gruesome pictures anout anal sex (and loads of xxx pics :)
  
  So whichever form of sexual pleasure you choose to engage in, ensure that you have all the facts strait (no pun intended!) and be safe!

• I'm not gay, I just sleep with men

  Posted: September 9, 2007, 2:30 am by Sasha

  What is it with people and lables?
  
  I just sat on my ray bans! I Love your Gucci bag! Prada, and nothing else! We have come to identify and value things with the lables that they have rather than the simple value that they add to our lives. So long as a bag will carry stuff for yor from point a to point b, then we should be satisfied, since adding a fabulous lable to it will not ease the the load! Catch my drift?
  
  I confess i'm also a sucker for the hot lables in material things. And I also will also want to identify with the finer things in life. Sure, a lable does ensure the best quality in anything, and it better be cause the price tag will set you back a bundle! But should i necessarily go for the labled item without looking at a different brand, not well known, but quality as well? Or does the hot lable just automicaly mean an unknown brand is inferior?
  
  Being labled gay can be offensive! It is derogatory to some extent. If some stranger calls me gay, homosexual, queer, fag, et all, it really gets to me. Because in some way that lable is set to make me look like i'm sufferring from something that should be exorcised out of me! With all these negative connotations , no wonder few would like to identify with it!
  
  But hey, no lable ever developed in a day. I'm sure no one would wear valentino eons ago. Thats the thing, aint it? Maybe if more and more of us were brave enough to wear the GAY lable, we'd make it part of the in club.

• In the Beginnig...

  Posted: August 22, 2007, 1:43 am by Sasha

  Are we born gay?
  
  Do we become gay?
  
  Do we choose to be gay?
  
  Whoever will have the anwer to those questions will definitely win a nobel prize. Those questions are at the center of the controversies that gay people face on a day to day basis.
  
  We belong to many fragments of society. For instance I am a Christian, I am an African, I am gay. All these three fragments do have their own opinions of the above, and these opinions are in total conflict with each other. The thing is there is a deep need for me to belong in all these fragments, but it is very difficult with such oposing view points.
  
  This invariably leads to a deep personal conflict for the gay man because in order to belong to any of these fragments of society, they have to choose one or the other. We have to daily walk around with facades of what these groups think we should be in order to be accepted. Full disclosure of whom we are leads to expulsion. And there seems to be no reprieve to the bigotry that will be displayed by all those who think we have grossly gone beyond the borders of the norm.
  
  The funny thing is that whatever else we are in our live seems to pale compared to or sexual disposition. Its not important the we found the cure for cancer, we are gay! That only will make all ties be cut off! Why should our full worth be only be defined by our sexulity?
  
  These conflicts will remain for the gay man until society as a whole, in all differet aspect of it, learn to embrace differences in individuals. We are a mosaic of unique individuals who have a part to play for the good all. Everyone should have the liberty to be who they want to be, so long as that liberty does not harm anyone else.
  

Blah blah blah

Fish cakes

Alas a fish cake.

Yet more fish cakes

Guess what ... yeah ... fish cakes.

The end of the fish cakes