Wednesday, July 13, 2011

MASCULINITY (FETISH?)

Masculinity is a strange thing that as a gay male I contemplate often. 
 
 Masculine as defined in an online dictionary:
1a : male  
b : having qualities appropriate to or usually associated with a man
2: of, relating to, or constituting the gender that ordinarily includes most words or grammatical forms referring 
     to males <masculine nouns>
3a : having or occurring in a stressed final syllable <masculine rhyme>
  b : having the final chord occurring on a strong beat <masculine cadence>
 
     Growing up, masculinity was judged by what you did and how you did things.  If you played sports (or if you sucked at playing at least watched them), hunted, fished, etc., you were masculine.  I learned that certain professions were masculine.  Such as being a coal miner, factory worker, police officer, a sports star, etc.  I also learned that if you were interested in plants (orchids etc.), gardening, caring for animals, etc. you were not masculine. Anything that had to do with physical labor and strength was/is considered masculine.  Anything dealing with nurturing or emotions is considered not masculine.
 
     I was emotional and nurturing as a child.  I nurtured plants.  I was emotional.  I expressed caring for others.  Needless to say this lead to bullying and abuse.  Typical of any male who does not conform to societies definition of masculine.
 
     Recently a  male friend of mine (name remaining nameless, but if he reads this I am sure he will know) gave me a list of professions that he considered gay. I was really dismayed to see that he felt nurses were among this group.  He considers male nurses to be all but women.  I was pissed.  Nurses care for the sick and dying.  Simply they are amazing people male or female.  Two years ago I myself considered nursing since I basically was a nurse to my dying grandfather.  Here again is the typical stereotyping.  A caring, warm, nurturing male is basically considered a woman in his book.  Disagreeing, an argument ensued. My response was "wow...   you must think I am a total woman since I work with plants." He disagreed, probably because I am his friend.  Nothing was accomplished, he believes what he believes. 
 
     I find in the gay community it is the same.  If you are a "top" you are considered masculine.  If you are a "bottom" you are considered a fem.  I see it constantly in the chat rooms and among my friends.  "Oh she's a big old bottom".  "Oh, he only tops."  "I'm a man, I'm no bottom".  I used to feel the same.  Now I find that such stereotypes in the gay world are simply a microcosm of bigotry.  I consider myself "vers".  Wow does that fuck up the concept of masculinity.  A "vers" is a man who takes and receives.
 
     As gay men period most of society see us as less than men. It is just a stereotype.  A form of bigotry used to make others feel better about themselves.  I am just as guilty as the next person of bigotries.  It takes time to overcome things that you have ingrained in you since birth.  This is a work in progress for me.  I think it is funny that the microcosm of the gay community further dissects the class into masculine and feminine roles.
 
I see in the chat rooms guys asking for advice on personal matters.  As I have observed, this is seen as a sign of weakness or derangement.  I have seen guys come in asking for advice on sex, advice on relationships, advice on various topics.  When someone comes in most of the time they are mocked (either publicly or privately).  It is really sad.  As a "community" (note the  " "), who is already shunned and harassed by the mainstream, we should be more supportive of people trying to find themselves or simply reaching out.  It sickens me to see people publicly mocked to their faces or hear mocking a day or two later behind their backs.  I used to ignore such pleas for help to those reaching out.  Now I see them as kindred spirits.  People trying to understand something about themselves.
 
     Within the last 2 years or so, when I see someone reaching out I try to reach back.  If I have something comforting to offer I offer it.  If I have advice I give it. I have been privated by friends asking why I am even bothering, why waste my time.  My usual response is "remember when you asked me..."  or "remember when I needed...".
 
     In the definition above I put the word appropriate in bold.   Simply every individual places certain characteristics as appropriate to be masculine.  There are as many personal definitions of masculine as there are people.  Has is come to a point where masculinity in the gay world  has become a fetish?  Is masculinity based upon personal preference?  Do men who consider themselves masculine ("butch") have a fetish towards men who are similarly masculine, or the opposite,  men who are feminine?

     I guess here I am reaching out for answers. 

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

HIKING : DIVERSITY

          On several recent hikes I found myself concentrating on the diversity of plants, animals, and environments.  While it seems animals for the most part are to fast for me to photograph while actively hiking, plants and environments are easy.  I see myriads of birds (Robin, Wren, Crow, etc),  small mammals (Chipmunk, Squirrel, Rabbit, etc.), a few larger mammals (Fox, Deer, Ground Hogs, etc.)  99% of the time they run away too fast for me to snap a shot.

          Plant diversity along my hikes is of course exciting to me.  I am not just interested in rare plants, but all plants.  Finding a colony of thousands of Trillium grandiflorum (Great White Trillium) is just as exciting as finding an extremely rare orchid.  On my most recent hike I found "rare" (aka. different) color forms of usually common plants.

          I found the white variety of the normally red Trillium erectum variety erectum (Red Wake Robin).  This is the 3rd colony of T. erectum I have discovered with the white Trillium erectum variety album intermixed.



          I also found solid green forms of the normally purple marked Arisaema trifoliata (Jack - in the Pulpit)

ONLINE CRAZIES (AGAIN)

          I guess in the end I am a magnet for every unsettled, unhappy, bipolar, nut ball.  Makes me very happy to have a group of very close true friends.

          This started with the reemergence of a couple I used to chat with years ago.  After a week or so we went out to dinner.  I had a great time.  Next the one partner started becoming all clingy and showing quite a bit of dissatisfaction and self-loathing. After about 3 weeks of this and him asking me if certain people on line hated him etc., he became increasingly paranoid.  Then he became passive - aggressive.  I do not deal with passive - aggressive.  I am not passive - aggressive and everyone knows that if anything I am aggressive - aggressive when pushed wayyyyy too far.

          After blasting me publicly with a few quips, I just asked publicly "Passive - aggressive much?"  At this point I was finished with the potential friendship(s).  This continued on gay.com with an attempted smear campaign, with him privating people about me.  Bad choice.  My rep as a nice guy is known by most.  Then he was stupid enough to try to get one of my close friends involved.  I was proud when my friend said "That is between the two of you, don't get me involved".  Soon after he posted publicly on gay.com that he was deleting "certain people" from his facebook friends list.  ROFL!!!  

          How second grade is this?  Grow the fuck up!!!   I only wanted to be a friend, not your therapist.  As I've told others before, I could have been the best friend you ever had, but I am now done.  Now I know why we didn't talk for 3 years.  I need to learn that when I walk away from people and cut the cord there is a reason, even if I don't remember why.  I know the previous stalking / harassment deal left me jaded and mistrusting.  Shit like this just reinforces my feelings that trying to get close to people online is just a losing proposition.  I am getting better at weeding out the nut jobs.  This one only took about a month.

Thursday, May 12, 2011

HIKING : WATER

          Been a while since I posted.  Just been overworked and bored with the computer.  I've been on several hikes and have found my connection with nature even stronger.



          When I hike I find myself imagining that I am just part of the web of life.  That I am connected to every living thing around.  When I hike I look at everything...  trees, plants, birds, mammals, insects, everything.  I look for streams and water since water = life.


          As a botanist I also try to make observations about the plants I encounter.  Which sides of the hills they grow... north facing, south facing, east facing, or west facing.  Whether they are found on the faces of hills, or on steep embankments, or on the flats at the tops.  Whether they are found in deep shade, dappled light, or in full sun.

          I love water features and often take my clothes off and wash the water over me.  If it is warm enough and clean enough I will just sit in it and let it flow over me.  I really need to carry my camera tripod with me so I can get some better pictures of me when I am on my hikes.  But for me pictures of myself are really not necessary.  I take in everything and it becomes a part of me.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

THE LITTLE THINGS - ORCHID SOCIETY

          I went to the April Orchid Society of Western PA meeting.  On the way to the meeting I nearly crashed my Vibe while checking out a hotty in a Jeep passing me on Washington Blvd..  There was a rainbow ribbon on the back window.  The meeting was really nice.  They start off with the typical officers reports.  As 2nd vice president there is nothing to say.  I am now THE 2nd vice pres., as opposed to being the co-2nd vice president.  Semantics.  I was asked to be a team leader at Phipps Conservatory.  Of course I accepted.






        This is followed by show and tell.  A lot of really nice plants come into the meetings.  There were two speakers today.  One spoke on miniature orchids, the other on a trip to Florida which included orchids and insectivorous plants.  Very nice speakers.


          I came home with my show and tell plants in tow.  As I drove I realize how much the society means to me.  They are a misfit bunch of crazies, but I have known most of them for over 25 years.  ROFL, I fit right in.  While I don't hang out with any of them they are friends.   The July OSWP Picnic will be here again and I look forward to showing off my yard, socializing, and just providing a place for my friends to spend a summer day.

          This is just a garden club.  Some try to make it out to be posh and elitist, but it is just an eclectic group interested in growing orchids.  Orchid for a century or two were considered exotic and rare.  Now they are a dime a dozen and can be purchased at any "big box" store.  Time have changed but the group is still interested in growing these plants.  Many have come and gone, but the core group is still there with many newer core members.  With the outreach to Phipps opportunities to teach there are also opening up.  I taught 2 "classes" in February.

          Recently a group of younger people joined.  By younger I mean my age.  Several are very interested and very active.  Linda chaired the show in March, which is a huge job.  Of course we will co-chair the show next year.  There is potential for some good friendships with this newer group.
          I start back to work tomorrow at 8am.   Woooooooo hooooooooo!!!  I work sales at a garden center / plant nursery.  I really like it.  The people for which I work and with which I work are pretty amazing people.  For the most part the customers are great as well.  This is pretty much what I would love to do.  Start my own nursery.  Knock on wood, the orchids will once again become at least somewhat profitable.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

THE LITTLE THINGS - FIRST TRILLIUM OF 2011

         I walked into the garden today and found the first Trillium of spring open.  Such a little thing that just makes my day.  Being a plant geek I take things to extremes sometimes.  Purchasing 200+ Trillium in the Fall and finally planting them in January or February counts as a bit neurotic.  Nothing beats watching a new plant emerge, unfold, and then flower for the first time.  Well almost nothing.

          These plants were purchased as Trillium sessile.  A great species.  But as it emerged, unfolded, and began to open I realize that they may not be Trillium sessile, but Trillium maculatum.  To anyone but an obsessed collector these species are virtually identical.  But being obsessed, with a library of articles to prove it,  I am excited.  Furthermore, to most, this is hardly a showy species.  The plant is about 5-8" tall with a flower that doesn't even open fully.  The flower is a maroon-meat color.  The leaves however are light green with darker green mottling.  All in all this is one of the little things I just live for.



Tuesday, April 12, 2011

NEGATIVE MOOD

        The last two days or so I have been in a pretty negative mood. Just looking at my life and pissed at the universe for the hand I've been dealt.  Wondering why I've had so many really bad experiences.  If it's Karma then I must have been a real bastard in my past lives.  So much of what is holding me back are things I had no control over.  Things I had forced or inflicted on me.

          I feel angry when people tell me "It's in the past, get over it!!!"  I'm angry at them for seeming so heartless. I am angry with myself for not being able to just get over it.  I am very compassionate.  Well at least when I know the whole story behind someone.  I am very understanding when someone is hurting, angry, confused, etc.. 

          I know in my head that I am a pretty amazing guy.  But, I just don't feel it.  I feel that I should be in a better place and able to just shrug off the past.  The past doesn't haunt me, like flashbacks or anything like that.  I just feel a total sense of defeat and apathy anymore.  I've pretty much felt like this most of my life.

        This is what I call the poor me syndrome.  Just the feeling of being beaten down by the world>  The feeling of "this just isn't fair".  The feeling of why me.  The feeling of why do I go on.  I know we all go through periods like this.  It will pass. But, I guess I question how do you really get over it and move on.  I guess the closest thing I can come to to describe it is paralysis.  All encompassing feeling of numb.

         I usually medicate by working in the yard, working with the orchids, putzing on the computer, etc.  Anything to just get me out of my own head.  This is why I spend so much money on plants.  When I get a new plant I get the rush of owning something beautiful.  Owning something that connects me to nature.  Plus it is (for the most part) not a one time rush.  I get a similar though smaller rush when the plant flowers the second, third, fourth time. 

          So, I find myself right now, in this mood, medicating by shopping online for orchids, or Trillium, or Daylily, etc..  Pretty much frivolous purchases that I legitimize by using in my breeding programs, or that I plan to sell later.  A lot of people buy clothes, cars, jewelry, etc.  My passion is plants.  So, Orchids seem to be an attempt by me to balance out the baggage.