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Entries from November 2007
Titleholder Duties
November 17, 2007 · 5 Comments
Being a titleholder obliges you to perform certain duties in the community. Many of them seem to have a certain humiliation factor, but those are all in good fun. As Mr. Oregon Bear 2007, so far this year I’ve performed a completely naked bump-and-grind, crawled around on my hands and knees for hours sniffing and sucking crotches measuring inseams and got dunked in a freezing cold dunk tank, among others.
I also was compelled volunteered to sit in a booth and take “pies” to the face for a charity event, the “Kinky Karnival”. The “pies” were actually paper plates full of whipped cream. Folks would purchase tickets and spend them on these “pies” with the intention of pushing them into the face of their favorite gay “celebrity” at the Karnival. Or you could purchase entire cans of whipped cream and have at it.
It was actually pretty fun, and I didn’t mind; as I mentioned, it was all to raise charity dollars. I was impressed by the number of people who wanted to spend their money to cover me in cream.
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Upcoming Movies
November 15, 2007 · 4 Comments
There are a few movies coming in the next few months that I am really looking forward to seeing. First up is The Mist, based on a Stephen King short story I read many years ago, about a group of people trapped in a supermarket while a strange mist/fog covers the town. The mist brings with it…creatures. Should be great, as the King story is very well-written and the movie is directed by Frank Darabont who also directed The Shawshank Redemption and The Green Mile, both adaptations of Stephen King stories. The trailer portends an exciting film, can’t wait to see it.
The other big upcoming release is the film version of my favorite musical of all time, Sweeney Todd, the Demon Barber of Fleet Street. I have a lot of trepidation about this film, because it had better damn well be great. The musical is Stephen Sondheim’s masterpiece, and it’s a show I love and have been in twice. It’s directed by Tim Burton, which could be good or really bad…don’t know. The trailer looks good artistically, but gives no indication that this is a musical. Johnny Depp is starring as Sweeney Todd…and he is not a singer, from what I have read. His wife, Helena Bonham Carter, plays Mrs. Lovett who runs the pie shop beneath the barber’s chair and was indelibly played by Angela Lansbury in the original Broadway production. Apparently, Sondheim has given his approval to the project, so I am remaining optimistic about it.
Brian DePalma is a favorite director of mine, and his film Redacted is pushing Bill O’Reilly’s buttons so the point where he is encouraging protests of the film. If Bill-O hates it, I am sure to love it. When are these idiots going to learn that protesting a film is a sure way to sell tickets to it? Right Wrong-wingers are so stupid. They don’t learn lessons. I look forward to seeing DePalma’s film, which has already won him accolades and awards, even before its release.
So there you have it. Want to go the movies with me?
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Mr. Oregon Bear Intends to Bare all at the new Bear Bar for the Oregon Bears Bare Bear Event tonight!
November 10, 2007 · 6 Comments
Tonight I will be stripping for charity, right down to the full monty! Mr. Oregon Cub and I are co-hosting this event tonight at the North Portland Eagle. He’s not stripping, but he did volunteer me to do it, so I am.
I’m going to be stripping to 2 songs, “Buddy got Gut” by Mark Weigle, from his album Soulsex - Versatile and “Bears” by Big Gay Kendall from his new album “Making Love to the Radio”. Thanks to Kendall for sending me a .wav file of his song! And thanks to Butchy from the Oregon Bears for making me a pair of tearaway jeans! So sweet.
It should be fun. I can’t really dance very well, especially with my bum right foot and calf situation. So I’m just gonna writhe in place, I guess, and take off my clothes. It’s all to raise money for a local charity.
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Jeff Whitty’s Open Letter to Jay Leno
November 9, 2007 · 3 Comments
Well, I knew Jeff Whitty was brilliant and funny and brave because of his musical Avenue Q, but his open letter to Jay Leno wins the cake…Apparently this is old news, from back in April, but I just found out about it.
I have felt this way so many times watching the Tonight Show that I don’t even watch it anymore. Leno is so homophobic it’s ridiculous. Mr. Whitty calls him on it here, and I want to personally thank him for it. Here’s the letter:
My name is Jeff Whitty. I live in New York City. I’m a playwright and the author of Avenue Q, which is a musical currently running on Broadway. I’ve been watching your show a bit, and I’d like to make an observation:
When you think of gay people, it’s funny. They’re funny folks. They wear leather. They like Judy Garland. They like disco music. They’re sort of like Stepin Fetchit as channeled by Richard Simmons. Gay people, to you, are great material.
Mr. Leno, let me share with you my view of gay people:
When I think of gay people, I think of the gay news anchor who took a tire iron to the head several times when he was vacationing in St. Martin. I think of my friend who was visiting Hamburger Mary’s, a gay restaurant in Las Vegas, when a bigot threw a smoke bomb filled with toxic chemicals into the restaurant, leaving the staff and gay clientele coughing, puking, and running in terror. I think of visiting my gay friends at their house in the country, sitting outside for dinner, and hearing, within hundreds of feet of where we sat, taunting voices yelling “Faggots!” I think of hugging my boyfriend goodbye for the day on 8th Avenue in Manhattan and being mocked and taunted by passing high school students.
When I think of gay people, I think of suicide. I think of a countless list of people who took their own lives because the world was so toxically hostile to them. Because of the deathly climate of the closet, we will never be able to count them. You think gay people are great material. I think of a silent holocaust that continues to this day. I think of a silent holocaust that is perpetuated by people like you, who seek to minimize us and make fun of us and who I suspect really, fundamentally wish we would just go away.
When I think of gay people, I think of a brave group that has made tremendous contributions to society, in arts, letters, science, philosophy, and politics. I think of some of the most hilarious people I know. I think of a group that has served as a cultural guardian for an ungrateful and ignorant America.
I think of a group of people who have undergone a brave act of inventing themselves. Every single out-of-the-closet gay person has had to say, “I am not part of mainstream society.” Mr. Leno, that takes bigger balls than stepping out in front of TV-watching America every night. I daresay I suspect it takes bigger balls to come out of the closet than anything you have ever done in your life.
I know you know gay people, Mr. Leno. Are they just jokes to you, to be snickered at behind their backs? Despite the angry tenor of my letter, I suspect you’re a better man than that. I don’t bother writing letters to the “God Hates Fags” people, or Donald Wildmon, or the pope. But I think you can do better. I know it’s The Tonight Show, not a White House press conference, but you reach a lot of people.
I caught your show when you had a tired mockery of Brokeback Mountain, involving something about a horse done up in what you consider a “gay” way. Man, that’s dated. I turned the television off and felt pretty fucking depressed. And now I understand your gay-baiting jokes have continued.
Mr. Leno, I have a sense of humor. It’s my livelihood. And being gay has many hilarious aspects to it—none of which, I suspect, you understand. I’m tired of people like you. When I think of gay people, I think of centuries of suffering. I think of really, really good people who’ve been gravely mistreated for a long time now.
You’ve got to cut it out, Jay.
Sincerely,
Jeff Whitty
New York, N.Y.
A belated standing ovation to Mr. Jeff Whitty. Bravo, Sir!
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