rEAL fUCKING dIFFERENCE

    

    IT WAS A GREAT DAY TO BE IN LOS ANGELES. Turning onto Sunset Blvd we still had a comfortable hour n’ change before needing to head for LAX. Mind you, in both general and very specific ways EVERYTHING you hear about LA is true--or at least, IMHO NOT true enough. And, yes, that applies triple fold to LA traffic. But today, what was happening here, this was some different kind of gridlock ALL together. 

Oddly enough though in this particular standstill, contrary to the usual expressions of grief, worry, anxiety, fear, anger, frustration and pure adrenaline rage which one expects from a pile-up of this magnitude, I was helpless to perceive that which was before me as anything other than truly inspiring. That, and it would have been far more plausible for us to abandon the vehicle, kick off our shoes and walk to the far ends of the earth before we'd even have a chance of seeing the next block. And now, with every sized, shaped and color-fielded freak in LA LA LAND dancing in the street, it hardly seemed a problem.

Three-days later, the same hair-dye junkie who once justified the closing of transit stops in proximity to the Brooklyn Museum over a wad of elephant dung, would spearhead an event indubitably to be writ in annals of history with equal parts scorn and irony called the 'Four Seasons Press Conference.The rhetoric behind this absurdist radically-racial, plane ol' divisionary, anti-intellectual politic solidifies the battle cry I have put myself up against, you see one-side of culture cannot be the equal and opposite of another without them both being canceled. So, even though the threat may seem a kinder, gentler one with baby blimpy out of office, we've still really got a fucking problem on our hands. 

“Where can the horizon lie when a nation hides its organic minds in a cellar... dark and grim. They must be very dim.”
~ DAVID BOWIE

 But today, this day a new high water mark is set in the expression of solidarity on Sunset strip. And that’s the real fucking difference we are ALL about to get real with. Because the change that we need most ALWAYS starts in our own back yard. So, I"m calling for radical change in the gay community, specifically how we are able to freely express and interact with each other on-line. As previously posted on FAELA: “Yet it is long past due that this point inversely and expediently afflicted upon our community be fully acknowledged, so that our collective intolerance magnified -- not as a critique, or discussion, or justification, or even justifiable outrage to that which is true outrageous (and NOT in thee PEEP SHOW kinda way). Let's frame it like this: If thee so called community standards of 'straight' social media (yes, specifically Facebook, etc) wilt at cock or ass pic... how then do we claim our rightful place in this strata as the influencers and purveyors of cultural that WE ARE when ALL of 'gay' social media (yes, 'our' blessed Apps) are relegated only to DICK & ASS pics and/or cruising for such? 

Don't get me wrong, it's NOT less of one thing there and more of something else here -- what it IS is... well, let's save that for later. Here's the real meat and potatoes: seeking an App developer who shares a deep passion with sex, bondage, fashion, counter culture, activism anything except for Nihilism (well, maybe small doses) or defeat who 1) believes the impossible is only a duration, a span of time, occurring before what it took to clearly see the problem before us ALL. 2) understands what effects one will affect another. you change one thing and everything else changes. A Team of Monkeys banging on a Typewriter will, eventually given long enough, produce the complete works of William Shakespeare (I believe one of them already has). 3) actively acknowledges, accepts and integrates into day-to-day daily life and routine the responsibility of bringing into this world the very things - that EVERY politician, preacher or blind follower SAYS they can - BUT can never do.”