Lions, Tigers, and Bears...

I joined this website called Bear 411.  I felt it necessary to connect with a website that promotes men being men.  Average if they are average or burly and beefy if they are that.  I sought out another dating option avenue because Manhunt has gone straight to vanity.  Every single profile on there lists unachievable standards by any man and it is frustrating to search through pages and pages of people that I am not compatible with.  

When I first joined the site I was getting comments and emails left and right.  I could not keep up with all of them.  Upon joining I adopted a fresh outlook "everybody gets a chance".  

A few years back I told my best friend, Adair, that I had adopted a similar outlook on the dating scene.  She said that it sounded more like "I will lower my standards".  She was kinda right.  Desperate times call for desperate measures?  Not so much.  I am trying really hard to not become affected by the vanity in the gay world.  It is tough stuff though.  Every ad that you see has a guy showing off his flat stomach.  Every where you turn there are men with their shirts off.  Advertisements for sex toys, lube, condoms, HIV testing, and the list goes on.  Is this what we stand for?  I mean.  Everyone knew we were sexual deviants back in the early 90's but c'mon guys...does it need to be right in your face all the time?  

That takes all the fun out of it anyway.  Wasn't it hard enough trying to keep people from calling us animals and savages?  Now we come up with names for ourselves like bears, otters, cubs, and wolves?  Can't we just be a bunch of dudes with an expendable income?

We might as well keep referring to ourselves as these forrest creatures because nowadays when I go out into the gay public I feel like I am in the jungle.  I am too scared to talk to these guys because I feel like everyone around me is a predator.  Are they lions?

What does that make me?  A Caribou?

I'm sick of it.  If you ask me these guys are just a bunch of monkeys!