Paving the way

  • wesv

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    Feb 10, 2015 6:31 AM GMT
    Unlike other gay guys in their 20s, I actually talk to older gay men--all platonic though. I hear from men in their 40s that the young crowd is "retarded." Yes that's what they say. They believe younger gay guys have it easier and do not appreciate the older generations' struggles for us to live a better life. I'll admit that I indeed have it better than those before me. I'm now being handed the torch to pave the way for the next generation. I wonder if they're going to be plain stupid because they'll have it easy.

    What do you think?
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    Feb 10, 2015 3:27 PM GMT
    You're Retarded
    you'll have lived your entire life before 26...there is no 40, it is beyond your scope of conscious thought.
    Rage, Rage I say.
  • Destinharbor

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    Feb 10, 2015 4:00 PM GMT
    I think younger guys are just like older guys.

    Some are smart. Some are retarded (your term, not one I would have chosen).

    Some are curious. Some are programmed and can't think for themselves.

    Some are prejudiced (about race, class, age). Some have their eyes open and their brain in gear and know these things don't define a person's worth or potential.

    Some work to better themselves. Some absorb only what others have provided.

    Some will have it easy. Some won't.
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    Feb 10, 2015 4:15 PM GMT
    things have changed soo much in say the last four years.

    my belief system is that the teenagers just coming out of the closet will have it significantly better for them selves.
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    Feb 10, 2015 4:33 PM GMT

    Silent sunlight, welcome in
    There is work I must now begin
    All my dreams have blown away
    And the children want to play
    They'll soon remember things to do
    When the heart is young
    And the night is done
    And the sky is blue

    Morning songbird, sing away
    Lend a tune to another day
    Bring your wings and choose a roof
    Sing a song of love and truth
    We'll soon remember if you do
    When all things were tall
    And our friends were small
    And the world was new

    Sleepy horses, heave away
    Put your backs to the golden hay
    Don't ever look behind at the work you've done
    For your work has just begun
    There'll be the evening in the end
    But till that time arrives
    You can rest your eyes
    And begin again