As Affinity Magazine states "That’s ignorant because Ebola hasn’t been an issue in Africa since last year. In fact, as of January 14, 2016, the World Health Organization has said Africa as a whole is now clear of Ebola. After making this tweet, James quickly deleted it and didn’t apologize. He continued to avoid taking responsibility for his ignorant statement."
In its 2nd year, the Festival is gonna be doing some big things. Everything from the venue to the artists that will be appearing is major. It will be held at the Historic Victory Grille where Tina Turner, B.B. King, Bobby Blue Bland, Elvis Pressley and more have performed. It will be featuring all kind of LGBT artists from every coast to include our boy Vockah Redu in my 16 of 2016 list coming who is coming back for the 2nd year.
In my personal life, I realize when people meet me, that they still say I present myself as a masculine man. I know, in their mind, they are probably not thinking about it in the normal way one defines masculinity: I love tight pants, some type of print whether it be zebra, polka dots or leopard, I'm always gonna push the boundaries of thought, and I don't shy away from "gay slang". Still, I look masculine. So, I find that guys come over and end up wanting to hang out versus have sex. Still, many times it is under the guise of being horny.
I had it all in my previous relationship: a man I thought I loved (and thought he loved me), a loving home, a shared car & a our own family with multiple puppies. We treated each other like kings from dinner dates, brunch with his friends, parties, volunteering at different LGBTQ events, & love notes to remind each other how much we love each other. We did everything together when he wasn't working & there would be times we'd do things at his place of work because he worked for our community. While he worked, I played the housewife role although I'm verse (TRUST; buses ain't the only thang I slang). Anything I needed, he provided. Every bottom's dream, my ASS!!!!! I seemed spoiled to some eyes but it's so more to the story from what everyone witnessed....
It went on and on and there were many friendships after. Only one of those friendships lasted through time pretty consistently. We had virtually nothing in common, we came from the same city with non-similar experiences and were held together through a childhood connection. We went in and out of being friends. We have lived with each other, cried on each other’s shoulder, laughed and argued with each other-- exactly what friends are supposed to do. Still, nothing that was deeper than skin deep; we opened ourselves up for others but not for each other.
Be someone's call button. Tell people you love them. Let them know how needed they are. Hug them. Be there for them. Even if on the surface they seem to have it all together, let them know you support them. It is not just lonely at the top, it is also lonely at the bottom because no one can touch you so far up and everyone leaves you when you find yourself too far down. January 24 was National Compliment Day; celebrate it today by loving on someone... and be sincere. You may save a life.
Now, I will agree that, as an outsider, I have no loyalty to someone's relationship who ain't loyal to it in the first place, but I don't want to deal with all that comes with it. Life has paid me back with karma in every relationship I have fucked over and I ain't for the shit. You hear me? Still, cheating is a very real thing in the world. I would almost say it's more normal than monogamy. Of course, I can't substantiate that, but it's an educated guess based on my connection to people.
With his love for the guy and the fact that they now had to provide for each other, the career that he was formerly having so much fun doing turned into an actual job. He needed money to take care of things and things started to fail. That 200 and 400 dollars a client turned into 20 and 40 dollars because now it wasn't a hobby, it was a job. And, in this job, he had to survive and clients weren't consistent.
A couple weeks ago, I was talking to a good friend about why people think I am husband material when I don’t even feel like I’m at a place to be a boyfriend. In my mind, I am all fucked up, currently positioned and in a waiting period to see how the universe responds to what I am trying to create. With people, they see something in me that makes me constantly get asked, “Why aren’t you in a relationship?” Don’t you hate that question? Shit.
Transitioning has been liberation for me. It is the thing that causes me the most anxiety, but also the most joy. In 2017 I'm looking forward to all the new discoveries I'll have since I've accepted a new part of myself. As I walk fully in the light of who I am, I am praying for your own transitions in life. May they provide you with as much personal growth and wonderment as I've had over the last year. Peace and Blessings.
I quickly realized because of my sexuality, I couldn't be included in their festivities—whether perceived or realistic. So, on behalf of my growth and the need to get to the bottom of it, I reached out to my loving cousin, Mitzi Henderson, to discuss these things with me. Perception can be reality, but perception isn’t always true. So, in my work I am doing on behalf of my intersections, I had to see where a beautiful heterosexual cousin of mine stood on issues as it relates to me. I hope this helps someone like it has helped me.
Fran says, “What we (the GLBT Political Caucus) want to do is to have an event that uses the political process… to see what the LGBT Community can look forward to making sure we are protected by the state legislature. We know that we are controlled by a very conservative House, Senate and Executive branch, but we also know we deserve these rights.”
I am a feminine man. I know it's hard to see because in the words of Madtv's Ms. Swan "I looka like a man." For years I hated everything to do with the feminine queen that was within me and femininity in general. Because I was taught that being feminine was weak, submissive, and boys like me ended up lonely, bitter messes.
I'm HIV positive and I will be turning 40 years old next year. Will you? I'm sure after this post it will get likes and comments. I'm also sure I will get the stares and whispers—I don't care cause I'm living just like you are. I plan on achieving all my goals and ambitions. I will not stay silent anymore—I can't! This epidemic is killing our black gay men.