This epidemic over 35 years old. It's our history, our culture, and our politics. It is incidental to our lives. Living in fear is agonizing and exhausting. No one should have to live that way. We can do better for our community.
Everyone around you starts asking questions you weren't prepared to answer. Your reaction and feelings are valid. You have been wronged. What I just described is exactly what you did to the LGBT athletes at the Olympics in Rio.
After an avalanche of outrage, The Daily Beast last night removed a wretched article from its website which it had published on Wednesday and which had luridly exposed the sex lives of gay Olympians who were easily identifiable in the article and who were meeting on dating apps in Rio.
The phenomenal success of Pokemon Go has inspired me. I have developed a new game for the gay male community that combines the best features of the augmented-reality game Pokemon Go with gay hook-up apps like Grindr. I call it Pokemon Gay.
As the expression goes, if you've got it, flaunt it. I now do so, without vain-shame, and the next man who tells me about his size fixation should be prepared for a big surprise. Whether or not that makes me a prick is up to you.
Falling in the middle, both in body and with how I dress, is what makes me comfortable. I feel attractive when I take time to do makeup or sculpt my facial hair, I feel desirable in a flippy skirt or click-clacking boots.
Gay men today have forgotten that history; they have fallen for the hype that they are just like everyone else except that they have sex with men. That semantic elision, as seductive as it may be, forgets that those in power can flick the switch from liberation back to oppression.