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|    W.Dockery to HarryLime    |
|    Re: I Met A Girl / Will Dockery (2/2)    |
|    07 Feb 25 14:35:59    |
      [continued from previous message]              planted a kiss on it.              Since you asked.              > Most women tend to be              Out of millions of women there are many different personalities.              But you already know that.              > a little more selective in choosing their sexual       > partners,              I can understand that, but it didn't happen that way this time.              I don't know why, possibly drinking and or drugs were part of the       situation.              > and would consider having their crotch fingered, in public,              Okay, I know the poem is lacking a lot of detail but we weren't being       observed by a group of people or anything like that.              by       > a man they'd just met to be an act of sexual assault.       >       > Remember the Seinfeld episode where Elaine was disgusted that the man       > she had been on a first date with "took *it* out"? This man didn't even       > touch her body -- he simply exposed his male member to her. And Elaine       > was far from being a prude.              I remember that episode, yes.              > In order to hypothetically reverse the situation,              It would be more accurate if it was a woman checking out my penis.              Say, a hand job or better get a blow job.              > we need to consider       > how you would have felt              It would have dependent on my mood st the time. An attractive female       touching my penis would have very likely felt pretty good then, possibly       even now              A man touching me, almost certainly not a turn on at all.              Not being homophobic, but I'm simply not a gay man, then or now.              > if someone with the potential to physically       > overpower you (a man),              Potential, perhaps, but the encounter was entirely friendly and       consensual.              As I've repeatedly stated.              > had done the same thing to you.              If she had said no, or stop, then I'd definitely have done so.              If I said no, or stop, I'd expect the same.              At that moment in time, the situation was going in a romantic direction       and we obviously both wanted to be where we were at that moment.              > I know that you gender identify as heterosexual,              That's true.              > and that you view       > homosexual slurs as an assault on your manhood              That's what you intend them as, obviously.              > but that's the point.              Obviously.              > want to know how you would feel if you were in a situation where the       > sexual contact (butt-fingering)                     It wasn't her butt I was investigating, to clarify.              > was definitely *unwanted* by you.              Probably the same as with almost anyone in that situation.              The point is that my poem isn't about a situation like that.              I know you want to make this attempt to misrepresent the events of my       poetry to stick but the fact remains your interpretation is incorrect.              > If, as you keep saying, this was the wild and crazy 80s,              It was 1982, we barely even knew what AIDS was yet.              The scene was early 1982, in Atlanta.              Two young people who hit it off quickly.              > and you were       > with a group of wild and crazy punk rockers              Basically this was correct, but more a cross section of early 1980s       "cool" types.              >-- many of whom were openly       > engaging in sexual intercourse              I wasn't actually looking around at others, I was focused on my own       situation in that moment in time.              >-- and that you're fingering he freckled       > girl              I called her a girl in the poem but in 1982 she (and I) would be well in       our twenties.              > was just a bit of (relatively) innocent fun...              That's exactly what it was, in that moment in May of 1982.              We met and talked and it became romantic.              This happens with two people sometimes, maybe not for you but it does,       did happen.              > then this man's       > fingering you,              No, I have a penis so for me I'd probably have gotten a hand job or a       blow job in a similar situation.              A woman playing with me penis wasn't considered unwelcome, I will       confess.              Definitely not in 1982 when I was just in my early twenties.              A man trying to jerk me off or blow me, wouldn't turn me on then or now       but I think you already know that.              > should be seen flirtatious fun as well.              Personally, no.              If I was gay or bisexual possibly, but I wasn't of that orientation       inn1982 or now.              I can understand if you're a bisexual or gay man (I don't know that much       about your private life) it might seem like the same thing, but it       isn't.              Your milage may vary, of course.              > Had that been the case, you would have said, "Sorry, man, I don't swing       > that way," and moved on.       >       > If, otoh, you would feel *violated* by his invasive finger,              The situation would never reach that level of intimacy.              > then you       > would begin to understand how a woman might feel              Might feel, yes.              This was over 40 years ago, and the encounter was definitely consensual.              I know you want to misrepresent what happened, but that face remains.              > when she's on the       > receiving end of such aggressive, physical "flirtation" from a man.       >       > Your insistence that the question wouldn't apply              It wouldn't.              I wouldn't even want to have sex with Allen Ginsberg or Truman Capote,       although I'm a fan of both writers.              I'm not gay, Harry, sorry if that spoils your fantasy.              > because you gender       > identify as heterosexual              Exactly, so why keep asking me?              > Would not want any man       > touching you there.              Why would I want a man touching me there?              I'm not gay, Harry.              Are you?              Not that there's anything wrong with that of course.              > And, had a man simply stuck his hand down you pants after exchanging a       > few words of nondescript conversation,              Again, I'm not gay, Pendragon.              If a woman stuck her hand gown my pants it might be a different       situation.              >you would feel like your body had       > been violated.              You sure have a lot of homosexual sex on your mind this morning, Harry.              Just saying.              😏              --- SoupGate-DOS v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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