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My, My, My

a decree is sent out: Be thee unafraid of another man’s dick.

by punkpink and Arvey Jones

“My, my, my”, said punkpink on the telephone to me the other day. “I just saw on one of your areas finest blogs a photo of those old fashioned urinals. You remember the times, the great times, the fun times we use to have around those things. Gee I know its not political correct now-a-days to talk about cruising the tea rooms of long ago, oh what seems to me to be long ago but of course not as long a go as some things that happened longer ago than that long ago. Some gay men and other folks would like that part of gay stories to be hidden away and die off with our generation but maybe I should just have a bit of fun and publish this piece. To heck with those who will say, Hey now wait a minute why must you perhaps give fuel to the radical right wing conservatives or those who are freaked out about a trans person using the same restroom as their beloved Buffy and Joey. But let me say right up front this has nothing what-so-ever to do with any Trans person. This has nothing to do with Trans people using the restroom. This has to do with gay history. This has to do with the days that we sought out love and sex where ever we could find it. The days back then and maybe the days now for many, if you are lucky enough to find the place where it is happening without the police interfearing. Seems to be one of their job qualifications, interfere  with folks enjoying themselves. Interfere with folks just walking down the street, getting in the way of life all with power, guns, violent temperaments and ambitious white power. Let’s say it right now, Fuck the Police! Want to read why us old white queers take this position. ( 1 )

Beyond this door one finds joy!


“Hey,” is this the place where all the dicks hang out?” he shouted as he drove his transportation chair into the men’s restroom. “If it is then make room for the biggest baddest dick this side of the river.” All the dicks were hanging out at all the urinals and someone was taking a long piss in water closet number 1. “Oh.” thought Johnny, “the biggest baddest one this side of the river shit I got to hang out awhile longer to see that.” Soon as he said Johnnie’s dick leaped just a bit and he  couldn’t take my eyes off the guy.” Never did a guy like that but I hope that I can do him.”

You know said punkpink, I remember those two quite clearly. I snuck into a stall as I heard one of them say, “Do you need any help?” Later I saw them over at Macy’s shopping together in the underwear department. “Oh,” come on punkpink, “You tell such stories.” “Sometimes,” replied punkpink, “I heard one of the guys say, “Baby its cold outside and you need some new underwear.”

YMCA

William Sloane House YMCA NYC.. Action City back in the day.

“Oh,” punkpink said, “both of us have such stories to tell here is one for you. ‘ Do you remember the guy named Quacky or something like that? I think his last name was Quackenberg. Well he told me when first landing in NYC back in 1964 he headed for the YMCA on 34th street got a room and headed for the showers. To wash the dust off from traveling from Kansas, washing away all that flatness all that corn and pigs or something like that. It was customary at the time for men who were headed to use the men’s shower and restroom to only wear a towel. Just big enough to go around ones waist and cover what needed to be covered while walking the halls. He headed for a stall to check out if there was any action or not as “love notes” sometimes were left on the stall walls. A silent partner was in the next stall. A foot moved closer, tap tap tap. Not knowing the secrete signals Quacky thought the guy was taping maybe to get out a big one so he though maybe just maybe if I tap along he will be able to do his business. Closer moved the foot until it came to rest on Quacky’s. “Oh I get it he wants to play footsies” But knowing in the rub, how the rub it rubbed, I knew it was something else the gentleman wanted. Why not thought Quacky, that’s what I am here for. Off they went to the older gentleman’s room where he proceeded to lay down face up on the bed. Shit said Quackey he just wants to lay there, like he’s half dead and have me do him. Not my idea of a good time. Maybe all that foot tapping and rubbing tired the old gent out. After about five mins. of laying there giving him a rub Quacky said, “Hey man if I wanted a corpse I would have gone to the grave yard. I’m heading to the showers for some action.” Not a very good start to experiencing the art of cruising. So some are duds and some aren’t and the best action that evening was found by Quacky in the shower.” All of us found action there. Every day we stayed at the YMCA.

men's locker room 1930

Paul Cadmus, YCCA Locker Room 1930

Here is a real campy song. I first heard it back in 1966 when I had cruised a guy in Bryant Park and we went home to his apartment on 22nd street. Yes it tells of what many of us experienced at the good old YMCA before many in both worlds sang along with the Village People. But you know back there in that apartment I met another gay man who was becoming as political as I was. It is where I first heard Shirley Verrett sing from the album Singing in the Storm. Songs such as Oh Freedom, No More Slavery Chains, Strange Fruit, and other songs of the era. Songs of protest, songs of hope, songs of that new day when all of us would be free. Some of the songs I had heard and sung back in my hometown with others who had the light of peace, justice, and freedom burning in them. But this was the first time that I had met a gay man who was listening as well as I was.  His name was Clyde was a member of the War Resisters League knew who was who in the organization and best of all who was like us. Early days mostly closeted homosexual men who found their interests in anti-war, civil rights and other social justice work. More than likely wondering when it was going to get better for us. Sure there was the Mattachine Society in NYC but in the beginning  of the “breaking out of heaven on earth,” it seemed to be rather boring, old fashioned and far to nice. Besides like Clyde said, it didn’t like us Beatnik types, you know those suit and tie Joes who hated us bearded, long hair pot smoking guys. Us pinkos, us commies. You know there has to be something else we thought. Something for our types. Something out of the ordinary. Something that will take all we have learned and say a big fuck you. Fuck I don’t want to be normal. I will never foget those words, those ideas, that were stirring in many of us at the time.

For this piece we shall listen to I’m So Wet! the Shower Song. Love it as its fun. This song Arvey we must dedicated to all of the good fucks we had at the old YMCA on 34th street, NYC.

Just a tad bit of ourstories.

****Men had been meeting men for sex, and this is on record, since the 15th century. (we won’t even consider what went on in the baths of 6th century Greece.) In 1492 in Florence a purge against the “vice of sodomy” took place in taverns, baths and sheds or houses used for sex. The city’s leading criminal court warned the owners of bath houses to keep out “suspects”. The taverns, baths, sheds and houses were raided. The court in Florence convicted 44 men for homosexual relations from April 1492 and February 1494. So the attacks by straights on homosexual men has been going on for many many years.

In England from the early 1950s there was a “witchhunt” of homosexuals with the Conservative home secretary David Maxwell Fyfe vowing to “rid England of this plague” and an estimated 1,000 gay men were arrested each year by undercover policemen prowling the parks, cruising grounds and public toilets.

Throughout history and for a variety of reasons, gay and bisexual men have looked to public bathrooms as places to get laid. Some men enjoy cruising public restrooms because they’re turned on by the exhibitionism and the possibility of getting caught, while others see it as a place to anonymously and discretely have a same-sex encounter in times when being outed as gay carries severe social, political and legal consequences.

Cruising public restrooms has become an ingrained part of gay history with mixed feelings surrounding it. On one hand, it’s considered so seedy, sexy and transgressive. On the other hand, it’s also considered by some gay men to be a dark side of gay sexuality and gay history that has been used to shame gay men for their otherwise harmless sexual proclivities (often in the name of protecting children, public decency or stopping the spread of disease). Most of the LGBT mainstream disassociates themselves with cruising in public and some  yes some have actually turned in men who were cruising and tattling to the police where the popular cruising spots are or were all in the name of advancement of their political agenda and the misinformed ideas that only the closeted men and men on the down low cruise restrooms.

We could write and write about the treatment of gay men who were out cruising and came face to face with entrapment in amerikkka and yes honey don’t think that it is over as it is still going on here today but others can do that job. Bet you ten bucks unless something changes it is going to get worse and bet you a hundred that the lovely LGBT mainstream will continue to look the other way.

Fuck with some of us we will fight back: 

Here is an amazing story about one man who after being arrested fought back and dear hearts a movement just grew and grew.

Dale Jennings, ever hear of him? Here is a bit of his stories: Dale Jennings was a early member of the Mattachine Los Angles. In the spring of 1952 Jennings was arrested for allegedly soliciting a police officer in a toilet in Westlake Park, now known as MacArthur Park. The trial that took place drew national attention to the Mattachine Society and membership increased drastically due to the decision of the Mattachine Society to help contest the charges brought against Jennings. Jennings called fellow Mattachine founder Harry Hay, and they enlisted the help of attorney George Sibley, a member of the Citizens’ Council to Outlaw Entrapment. Jennings was one of the first homosexual men to contest charges such as this one. Most homosexuals at the time pleaded guilty so as not to be publicly scrutinized. His decision to fight back was a pivotal point in the movement. The organization raised funds and promoted Jennings’ case nationally. The trial began June 23, 1952 and lasted ten days. Jennings confessed to being a homosexual but denied any wrongdoing. While there were different accounts of what exactly occurred that day, by the end of the trial the jury voted 11–1 for acquittal on the basis of police intimidation, harassment, and entrapment of homosexuals, and the case was dismissed. While only Dale Jennings and the police officer know the exact details of that day in the park, the trial brought a lot of attention to the Mattachine Society, increasing awareness of the Gay Rights Movement as a whole as well as increasing the organization’s membership. ( 2 )

Conversations:

The fear of seeing another dick freaks a lot of men out. I have heard many men say things like, “I would wait as long as it takes” just to avoid peeing next to another man. Come-the-fuck-on-bro, the dude is probably just trying to empty his bladder the same way you are. There’s no conversation or eye-meeting — unless you’re trying to get something out of it — so why should it be awkward? What did Mommy and Daddy do way back then when you were potty training to give a person such fears? Do you fear another man’s dick hanging out, emptying itself? What are your fears? Next guy may see what a small dick you have? You may get hard? You are hard? You want the next guy but your too afraid to let him know? Afraid that violence always lurks if you even dare to move outside of staring ahead for even a second.

Not the place for a man who is afraid of another man seeing his dick or being seen.
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INTRODUCTION:

Anyone who reads this blog knows that we have published articles on earthworms off and on. We just love them what can we say. We celebrate the earthworm as our friend, a friend that should be cared for and a friend that we should keep off of fisherman’s hooks and never spray the ground they live in with insecticides which is one of the biggest dangers to the earthworm.  Want to care for the earth then start with the lowly earthworm which does so much for the planets health. We have been busy working on this collage of found interesting facts, pictures, and videos for your viewing pleasure.

Since it is spring time even though it is damn chilly outside we thought, Hey why don’t we republish that wonderful collage about earthworms for anyone who is getting into that gardening spirit.  Since we all agreed to go into our archives and find this work we will publish it for your viewing pleasure.

Information on The Earthworm. 

“It may be doubted whether there are any other animals which have played so important a part in the history of the world as have these lowly, organized creatures, ” Charles Darwin. (1)

When it is stated that in this vast array of creatures the lowly, segmented earthworm is probably the most important to mankind, the uninitiated might aptly declare that such a statement sounds neither logical nor reasonable.  That little slimy thing, that small creepy thing, good only for fishing bait, and to chop in half and see if they grow themselves back together again. (they don’t). Yet few creatures equal the burrowing earthworm as an essential to better health and greater growth to plant and vegetable life, and, therefore, indirectly is of the utmost importance to man. Now we all need our plants and vegetables, this is true and we need these things without a chemical side dish to worry about. So get up, boys and girls give a salute to the worm, say thank you, thank you. From the small and slimy we get great things.

Earthworms doing their job in the vegetable patch.

Earthworms in the garden

The burrowing earthworm is Nature’s own plough, her chemist, her cultivator, her fertilizer, her distributor of plant food. In every way, the earthworm surpasses anything man has yet invented to plough, to cultivate or to fertilize the soil.

Red Worms the best for the job.

Red worms are nature’s waste-renewal units.  They don’t simply consume the waste, they turn it into something far more useful: nutrient-rich compost.  Red worms cut the composting process down to a third of the time it would take without the presence of worms and eliminate the need to turn your compost! (one less thing to do around the farm, take a break at that time.) Got a compost bin get some worms, stick them in, feed them, water them and all the plants you grow will say thanks farmer Abbey.

Can we say it? Yes we can. You know us yes we will.

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There is nothing short of a revolution here. Has been for a billion years. Earthworms survived the great calamity that killed off the dinosaurs and been ploughing the earth ever since. We’ve been ploughing the earth for a billion years and we plough the earth still. This unpaid handy worker goes about its business creating a revolution in farming, a revolution in the way we produce our food, a revolution in our health, and a revolution in the way we treat our waste. The worms are like the masses, working together the worm has power, individually they are powerless, but together now they are capable of breaking down and transforming all kind of biodegradables, including perhaps the rot that permeates our society. Take a tip from the earth worm, oh you artists you. Take a tip from the lowly worm. Join the revolution.

What are those tiny little mounds almost like a sandcastle we see on the ground?

These here? Earthworm castings on the dirt.

Earthworm Castings are the excretions left behind by worms after they finish digesting the organic matter that makes up their diet. The process of creating worm castings is probably the most efficient means of recycling kitchen and yard wastes.

Benefits of Worm Castings in the Garden

More than just a great plant fertilizer, castings are also a terrific soil amendment, plant growth enhancer, and the gardener’s ultimate compost. Earthworm castings are clean, odorless, and can be used indoors and outdoors to provide a boost to all of your plants.  Indoors, castings can be added to potting soil or mixed into the containers of established houseplants. (5) Outdoors in the garden spread worm castings and incorporate them into the surface soil levels of your raised beds. Castings can also be added to the bottom of the planting hole when setting out transplants, or scratched into the soil surrounding established flowers and vegetables. Worm castings are loaded with beneficial soil microbes and other soil organisms that will help restore life and health to depleted and worn out garden soils. (more…)

I don’t know maybe we would just walk away.

The love song of Donald Trump and Kim Jong-un
With Roy Zimmerman and Sandy and Richard Riccardi
Parody lyrics by Roy Zimmerman and Melanie Harby

 

We wish to extend our New Years Greetings to all of our readers, friends and foes. furbirdsqueerly in this incarnation will continue into another year. When we take a look at our readership from all over the world we say, yeah we had better. It always amazes us when we check out the stats at the end of the year to see folks from all sorts of places who came for a visit. We have had people from Zimbabwe, New Caledonia, Uruguay, Vietnam, South Africa, Russia , France, Norway, Japan, Finland, South Korea, Singapore, French Guiana, Chile, Afghanistan, Bulgaria, Turkey, Norway, Philippians, Puerto Rico, United Kingdom, Bolivia, France, Pakistan, Mexico, Cambodia, many more, and of course the United States. We have had people from every continent except Greenland and mainland China. Here is a map from our stats.

So we say to ourselves, what else should we be doing. If someone from Cambodia visits once how can we get that person to come back again? How can we get people from Sweden to come on board? punkpink will be doing a run down of our stats to see what folks who came for a visit looked at. We want that international appeal as well as the next gal.

One thing we like to do at the end of the year is mention furbirdsqueerly’s greatest hits. What type of essays and article drew people to our site during the last year. This is not to say that we will monkey these posts just to keep the momentum going.

So here goes just a few our greatest hits for 2017!

Coming in at number one is an essay that we wrote back in 2008 when we worked with the group Queers Without Borders. It was in response to a local gay magazine The Metroline who wrote that there were no drag queens at Stonewall. (contrary to what everyone else who was there, (he was not) said about that night. The piece “No Drag Queens At Stonewall You Say, We Say Take A Flying Fuck was republished in 2011 on furbirdsqueerly when once again this same question reared its ugly head. This essay continues  to get hits and has links to the Stonewall Veterans Site.

Of course we noticed when we go local folks from this area come over to see what the fuss is about. (yes we love to cause a fuss, upset apple-carts and ruffle the feathers of the enlightened class) One piece a tribute to an artist who we think is tremendous, makes art, no questions asked is the artist Marc Burns. We wrote the essay Marc Burns At Art Space, A Wonderful Art Experience For All Of Us was a review of the artist’s show at a local gallery. Many people noted that our review was the better of the few but most of the people where enamored over a review which to us was flat and dry but was published by a well know critic on a well known web site. Oh well what can we say. Some have soul, some do not, some are afraid to say and we do not. I suppose though in the long run to the top I would rather a review by an art site rather than a little anarchist communist blog sitting in Hartford Ct.

front banner of jeri and us.

Our essays on LGBTQ Pride always get quite a bit attention we notice that folks in Europe really dig reading them. This is a post of 14 essays written over the years. The above photo’s are some of the members of Queers Without Borders attending PRIDE in NYC.

Our latest work J. P. Morgan and the celebrating of misdeeds is gaining readers everyday.  What we enjoy about this one is that folks from not only here but around the world are reading this essay. The lesson that rang true through-out the essay was the words of Anarchist Leon Czolgosz, “Don’t give up the fight, Don’t dare surrender! No War But Class War. No War But Class War!”

Close to home but with resounding all over the country was our essay, Rip It Down Or Let It Stand, an essay on the removal of the Colt Memorial in a local park. In future essays we will be exploring other statues, and memorials that we feel should be removed.  One such statue is a new one of the Rev. Samuel Stone, a rev. from the late 1600’s who tortured and persecuted women who were declared to be witches.

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Our essay Center Church: Is An Apology In Order From The Church For The Persecution of Women continues to gather readers.

Image result for equality march hartford ct.

Photo-button worn by furbirdsqueerly R. Nelson, taken by Kerri of Real Hartford.

One essay, a very important one, Greetings To All How Gather Here Today: A Leaflet From Furbirdsqueerly to The LGBTQ Community and Allies. A rallying call against single issue struggle the essay began this way:

“Today as concerned queers we gather with others who oppose the regime in Washington DC. We gather to raise our concerns not only to this nation but to our community the Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Transgender, Queer and allied. Many years ago, when our movement was young we learned that as LGBTQ folks we were here, there and everywhere. We learned that as Queers in the Gay Liberation Front we could not survive unless we formed a united front with others who at that time were under attack. We fully understood that we must not only seek the liberation of our people but of all people and join with the movements around the world in solidarity and in fighting for liberation. Later we learned from the great Black, poet, author, philosopher, teacher Audre Lorde when she said, “There is no such thing as a single issue, as we do not lead a single-issue life.”

Of course many folks visit our main page and archives. (probably wondering what is a furbird anyway.)  So we will be doing more one page articles, photos and other quick readings. The above articles are just a few of our hits from the past year. We will continue to work against this unjust system doing what we can and supporting those who do. So from all of us at furbirdsqueerly    HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!