“It’s an universal law– intolerance is the first sign of an inadequate education. An ill-educated person behaves with arrogant impatience, whereas truly profound education breeds humility.”
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The duality of “str8 chaser
What if the homos and heteros HAD to work together to survive?
Fair warning, readers, this has got to be my subtlest political work in the LGBTQ realm of science fiction. However, I must confess that I took the events of my ex-communication of a friend as the inspiration for this one. I spoke to my brother and best friend, Tyler, about it and they felt that it was a story worth telling. But, as usual, I’m getting ahead of myself so let me dial it back and tell you how Can We Ever Be Friends came into existence. It’s actually one of my favorite sources of inspiration.
It was in the early 2010s where my brother was not only aware of my homosexuality but very much supportive of it. He’s always been supportive of it but he was also going to gay bars with me that he did security for. My brother was always the type to look past labels and see the person as they are. However, he will make it clear that he’s not gay, but only when he’s getting hit and he does it in a very respectful manner. Too bad, I had a friend who was a self-proclaimed “str8 chaser”.
Right…I need to define it for some of you. An “str8 chaser” is a gay term that defines a gay who specifically – and intentionally – seduce straight men. It’s a deplorable act in my option. I don’t like the idea of forcing yourself onto an individual who identifies as straight. It’s not their right and I don’t care for the numerous reasons that they would give for such an invasion of privacy. But that chaser always had a justification for doing what he was doing and didn’t care to listen to common sense. That was until he got his ass kicked.
I don’t want to get into too much of the details regarding the event but, let’s just say, that he ended up in the hospital. I was at work when I got the phone call; my brother was the one who called me. When I got to the hospital, he was pretty banged up and he was still justifying his actions claiming that they had every right to do what he was doing. Hindsight being what it is, I guess my outburst was bad timing but I let him have it. I told him that he was giving gay men a bad name and that “his kind” was one of the reasons why we were constant targets for violence. After telling him that I want no part of his ignorance, I left the hospital with the memory staying in my mind.
Revisiting it, I decided to pass literary judgment on my former friend and link it to a major “what if” scenario between the LGBTQ+ community and…well…the rest of the world. Actually, I don’t know if I would call it a “what if” and a pending future. But, nevertheless, I want this story to serve as a cautionary tale for the LGBTQ+ community. I want these “chasers” to understand that the sound-minded of the community will disown them if they continue these practices. And, with that, I hope you enjoy the story.
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