[King Moonracer]

I’m assuming they’re all homos, and the homos I’ve met are all clowns, demanding to be the center of attention, and making vulgar references to their sexuality that they deem witty. Accordingly, I avoid them like the plague that they are.

[arthurus]

I have known a fellow since he was a 15 year old who looked like a dashing Spanish gentleman and all the girls in his high school vied for his attention. He was, of course, homosexual. He graduated, did a couple of years of college and went out to Homo Heaven (his name) in LA and embarked on a cliché career selling Men's Furnishings. Years later he came back to Clearwater where he now has an antique shop and says he is retired. He means retired from homosexual activity. He says he was getting mentally screwed up watching his friends die of horrible diseases and syndromes, not all of them attributable to AIDS, and decided it was time to retire from The Life. He never cared for "flamers" and drag queens. He has said, "I am a homosexual man. I am not a woman and don't want to be a woman." I know him primarily because I dated his Dutch cousin when she was staying with his family as an exchange student. And she's homosexual, too, but wasn't then or didn't know it then. She just retired as the curator of an art museum in a small town in Holland. She makes a lot of money doing shows and original ceramic things. I had no contact with her after 1963 until last year she found me on line.