I was doing aide work at a Black school in South LA, 4th grade. These kids were well behaved, even the boys. Teacher was a woman in her 40’s, a super liberal. We became friends and she invited me to her place where she lived with her husband in Silverlake.
First time I went there was late on a weekend night, 10 PM. No idea what I was doing alone in Hollywood that late on a weekend night. She and the husband were there with a neighbor. Neighbor was extremely gay but very goodlooking.
He really liked me but he acted sort of taken aback by me because it was obvious that I figured out he was gay and I was put up an intense, near hostile front to make sure he didn’t get any ideas. You really have to act this way around gay men. He was a nice guy but super femmy.
He asked me my name and last name, and he said he used to go to school with a Rick Lindsay in Encino. Asked if he was any relation. Actually it was my (gay) cousin. The gay said, “I knew Rick Lindsay, your cousin, in high school. Rick Lindsay was the smartest person I have ever known,” which was an interesting thing to say. I told my cousin Rick this in front of people several years before he died, and somehow this was an incredibly offensive thing to say!
Anyway, we were all drinking wine, and the woman’s husband, in his 40’s, was acting extremely gay like a raging faggot, apparently taking his clue from the femmy guy on the floor.
His wife thought this was very cute and amusing, which is a typical reaction of women who have gay/bisexual boyfriends. They think these guys’ fagginess is cute and funny somehow. I don’t get it. And to me their seeing faggoty behavior in their boyfriend as cute or charming in some little boy way is just sickening and stupid. I consider those women to be idiots.
Anyway I am thinking. “Is this dude, the husband, a fag or what? He’s married to the teacher. So he’s bi? So she married a fag? WTF.”
He was acting totally faggy but he combined that bizarrely with this sociopathic total asshole view of life whereby it was ok to get to the top any way you could, and if you had to destroy people or walk on heads to get to the top, this was just fine.
So he was defending sociopathy. He was acting like a raging faggot and defending psychopathy at the same time. Whatever. It seemed a weird combo. Like Twilight Zone.
Well, this was LA, pretty much Hollywood, and that’s Hollywood for you. Just as he described it, stone fucking evil in that very way. Maybe it’s some weird Hollywood faggoty Satanism, just like the social conservatives say.
I took off at some point as this scene with two faggy dudes, one a total psychopath, and the “giggle at the faggots” straight wife of one faggy guy together in a room was weird as Hell, drinking wine in Silverlake at midnight, is just too weird for me. I’m weird myself, but when things are getting weird, the weird get going, and I take off.
I later went over to their new apartment a few times. Now the husband was in full macho man straight dude tough guy mode. I was like WTF. Are you a macho redneck man’s man or a raging fucking faggot?
Dude you don’t make sense!
But this is Silverlake, which is swarming with homosexuals, and said gay culture infects the whole place, even the straights, so maybe it all makes sense.
Or maybe bisexual men are just weird split personality macho straight guy – flaming faggot gay guy combos. I’ve seen some evidence in others that this is true.
He made some remark about the gay guys down at the corner at the gas station and how it took him a few years to figure all that out. Winking at me. Then he had an earring in a weird ear. He looked at me very thoughtfully.
Basically the guy was saying that he fucked men. He’s bisexual or whatever. And he’s thinking I’m like him. He’s gotten this idea somehow that I am gay, but then he’s figured out somehow that I love women,and therefore I’m straight, too. So he’s trying to complete the jigsaw. Bob’s obviously bisexual. Split the difference.
Wrong.
He’s looking at me like, “Are you gay/bi too, Bob? You seem like you’re gay/bi like me.”
I get this a lot from these men – for some reason, they think I am one of them, which really pisses me off.
This is a typical thing from these guys because no one can figure me out, and I don’t make sense. I gave him a hostile vibe like I thought faggotry was contemptuous and disgusting behavior, and he figured it out – “Ok, Bob’s not gay. He only likes pussy,” and he drops the subject. The wife gets it too.
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