---IN AND OUT
"...the people you are after are the people you depend on. We cook your meals, we drive your ambulances. We connect your calls, we guard you while you sleep. Do not... fück with us." - Fight Club
strangers in a strange land. we live in a society whose idea of sexual norm is far within our reach. our likes have been discriminated against or mocked at. we have been unjustly portrayed by the media. they called us names that make even our own stomachs heave just as we fancy a life that doesn't closely resemble this hellish condition. they made us outsiders just because we are not like them. they took part in making us what we are right now. and let us be whoever we are.
others might view us as just another closeted or coward gays. undecided faggots because we are masculine. we don't look gay enough to curl your hair or fancy a catwalk in some branded get-up.
we are men. men is what we are.
... and we prefer the masculine psyche. and body. and essence. we are strong and we are fantabulous. narcissistic, yet true.
we don't want to seek refuge under a single label. being labeled a gay/bisexual doesn't make you one. there is more to a word.
and so we are out here.
i beckon people to challenge themselves. you know who you are.
***
there are only two questions to ask oneself in order to assess if you are an ODDer.
1) Do i fancy/love/like the same sex in ways that would be enough to question my sexuality?
2) Do i measure up to the masculinity of the unmistakably straight guys? am i butch enough that no one would ever believe that i'm not straight?
(in a nutshell, don't you just think Reichen and Chip and their kind are so cool?)
welcome aboard, guys.
- Originally posted by Dodong: The Outsiders Thread, Pinoyexchange.
September 17, 2003
"...the people you are after are the people you depend on. We cook your meals, we drive your ambulances. We connect your calls, we guard you while you sleep. Do not... fück with us." - Fight Club
strangers in a strange land. we live in a society whose idea of sexual norm is far within our reach. our likes have been discriminated against or mocked at. we have been unjustly portrayed by the media. they called us names that make even our own stomachs heave just as we fancy a life that doesn't closely resemble this hellish condition. they made us outsiders just because we are not like them. they took part in making us what we are right now. and let us be whoever we are.
others might view us as just another closeted or coward gays. undecided faggots because we are masculine. we don't look gay enough to curl your hair or fancy a catwalk in some branded get-up.
we are men. men is what we are.
... and we prefer the masculine psyche. and body. and essence. we are strong and we are fantabulous. narcissistic, yet true.
we don't want to seek refuge under a single label. being labeled a gay/bisexual doesn't make you one. there is more to a word.
and so we are out here.
i beckon people to challenge themselves. you know who you are.
***
there are only two questions to ask oneself in order to assess if you are an ODDer.
1) Do i fancy/love/like the same sex in ways that would be enough to question my sexuality?
2) Do i measure up to the masculinity of the unmistakably straight guys? am i butch enough that no one would ever believe that i'm not straight?
(in a nutshell, don't you just think Reichen and Chip and their kind are so cool?)
welcome aboard, guys.
- Originally posted by Dodong: The Outsiders Thread, Pinoyexchange.
September 17, 2003
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For six years, it never came to a point that I would ditch an age-old tradition for another activity last night. Centurion's group had their grand eyeball/reunion inuman somewhere in Tandang Sora, (where it was reported that a PLU who looks like Piolo Pascual from the new recruits showed up); a straight friend sent an invitation for a one-on-one drinking spree at his pad in Taft; and Tannis was asking for another meet-up, (and a possible... moment... at his apartment in Pasig).
The ditching was triggered when Dodong confided that he cannot go because of personal reasons. Meanwhile, Roy was still in the south, haggardly looking after the empire of Henry Sy. Their absence meant that I would be forced to go without the closest of my BrOdders around me.
And it left me worried sick, that I would become an outsider to the guys who have been there for most of my PLU life.
An hour before my shift is over, Dodong was persuaded by the organizer to show up. After receiving his confirmation, I immediately decided to follow. They are the oldest ties I have and since they were the first who sent the invitation, might as well show up and have a fabulous party with them.
There were less than 20 attendees when I arrived at the VIP Room. It was a far cry from our former glory where such activity was attended by 40 gay men. This year's Christmas Party was different from the rest for three specific reasons: It was hastily organized by a handful of people, no one bothered to bring a "friend" along, and there were no parlor games and awards given to the attendees. Despite these setbacks, it was the most intimate get-together we had. Only the core was present and the party atmosphere reminded everyone of the good old days when most of us were still in our early twenties and just starting to rise up from our respective careers.
Now what we have are outsourcing managers, university and high school academicians, IT geniuses, tobacco and beer chemists, and yes... even bill-gatesque benefactors. We have come so far that in the words of Roy sometime this year:
"It would be impossible to break us apart."
This entry is for all the years we have struggled to stay together despite the signs of outgrowing each other. This entry is for all the PLU groups, clans and barkadas that exist, and are surviving despite the rifts, scandals and controversies that threatens to cut their bonds of brotherhood.
Finally, this entry vindicates my earlier sentiments about the foreseeable ending of the group.
"Parang kelangan ko ata talagang ilabas ito at mabasa para sakali mang dumating ang panahon na tapos na ang lahat, wala akong itinago. Ipinahayag ko ang aking concern at ibinahagi ko ang aking kalungkutan. Ayokong magising na lang isang gabi na iba na pala ang mga kasama ko, at ang mas nakakalungkot dun ay mas nag-eenjoy na akong kasama sila...
...habang unti unting natutuyo sa puso ko ang dalawang taong mga masasarap na alaala at pinagsamahan sa mundo ng..."
For the seven years and to the many more that will follow. In the non-straight culture, romantic relationships may fail, but it is often the brotherhoods that endure a lifetime.
---
For Waps Omeng and those who are still out there.
We look forward to seeing you guys again.
Photo borrowed from the Archangel
The ditching was triggered when Dodong confided that he cannot go because of personal reasons. Meanwhile, Roy was still in the south, haggardly looking after the empire of Henry Sy. Their absence meant that I would be forced to go without the closest of my BrOdders around me.
And it left me worried sick, that I would become an outsider to the guys who have been there for most of my PLU life.
An hour before my shift is over, Dodong was persuaded by the organizer to show up. After receiving his confirmation, I immediately decided to follow. They are the oldest ties I have and since they were the first who sent the invitation, might as well show up and have a fabulous party with them.
There were less than 20 attendees when I arrived at the VIP Room. It was a far cry from our former glory where such activity was attended by 40 gay men. This year's Christmas Party was different from the rest for three specific reasons: It was hastily organized by a handful of people, no one bothered to bring a "friend" along, and there were no parlor games and awards given to the attendees. Despite these setbacks, it was the most intimate get-together we had. Only the core was present and the party atmosphere reminded everyone of the good old days when most of us were still in our early twenties and just starting to rise up from our respective careers.
Now what we have are outsourcing managers, university and high school academicians, IT geniuses, tobacco and beer chemists, and yes... even bill-gatesque benefactors. We have come so far that in the words of Roy sometime this year:
"It would be impossible to break us apart."
This entry is for all the years we have struggled to stay together despite the signs of outgrowing each other. This entry is for all the PLU groups, clans and barkadas that exist, and are surviving despite the rifts, scandals and controversies that threatens to cut their bonds of brotherhood.
Finally, this entry vindicates my earlier sentiments about the foreseeable ending of the group.
"Parang kelangan ko ata talagang ilabas ito at mabasa para sakali mang dumating ang panahon na tapos na ang lahat, wala akong itinago. Ipinahayag ko ang aking concern at ibinahagi ko ang aking kalungkutan. Ayokong magising na lang isang gabi na iba na pala ang mga kasama ko, at ang mas nakakalungkot dun ay mas nag-eenjoy na akong kasama sila...
...habang unti unting natutuyo sa puso ko ang dalawang taong mga masasarap na alaala at pinagsamahan sa mundo ng..."
For the seven years and to the many more that will follow. In the non-straight culture, romantic relationships may fail, but it is often the brotherhoods that endure a lifetime.
---
For Waps Omeng and those who are still out there.
We look forward to seeing you guys again.
Photo borrowed from the Archangel
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