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I suspect everything I post longer than two lines is always "my longer post" because it reads as long as a whole book... chapter.
Uh ... Yes!!

Keep smilin'!!


Chaz
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I suspect everything I post longer than two lines is always "my longer post" because it reads as long as a whole book... chapter.



do you always reek of such great sensitivity?So basically, rather than just helping the old man, you were pitying yourself.
[/COLOR][/B]do you always reek of such great sensitivity?
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"Encumbering"? You are the one to label compassion like that... maybe it's you the one to find morals cumbersome.Some people are completely free of encumbering things like compassion, and because they know this is seen as a defect, they like to convince themselves that no one else has any either.
If you find tha that my hypersensitivity "reeks", that tells a lot about what you may consider "sensitivity"...do you always reek of such great sensitivity?
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If you find tha that my hypersensitivity "reeks", that tells a lot about what you may consider "sensitivity"...
I was pulling out of the parking lot at the Pleasure Chest today and while I was waiting for a space to pull into traffic, there was a quiet knock on my window.
A very old man stood there and said something. I couldn't hear. I turned off my radio and rolled down my window.
In a very thick Russian Jewish accent he asked if I could give him a ride to Fairfax. For those who don't know the area, that's about half a mile. A short walk along a rather nice city street. Not too busy and lots of Russian Jewish Mom and Pop stores along what we call "the barrel of the gun" neighbourhood in West Hollywood.
I paused for just a moment before I said "yes."
I opened the door and saw that he was walking with a cane. He very slowly and carefully got into the car. In very broken English he said the equivalent of, " Sorry. Thankyou. Been walking as long as I could and I can't go any further. I broke my back late last year."
I pulled into traffic and started to drive. It was rush hour and it took about 5 minutes.
I know that as a gay man... that could very well eventually be me in 40 years. No children, no support system, no family to look after me. Being reduced to asking someone I don't know for a ride because I just can't bring myself to walk another half a mile. And let's face it... he's a Russian Jewish man. I look like a Nazi skin head to many men his age. I'm sure I'm the last one he wanted to ask for help.
It was on my way. It didn't take me any more time than the couple minutes it took to allow him to get into and back out of the car.
But it made me feel both good and very sad.
Because one day I could be him.
You can't have been scared of being old and alone only coz you're gay, right?
Wont you have a pretty good bank account when you retire?
I mean if we're smart and savvy and deal with life right, old age cant be too bad....
And why can't we make it to a good old folks home?
Lotsa single old doddering straights there, aren't there?
I mean is this thread just about getting old
Or about getting old and gay .... and possibly rejected.....
