Vice does a rather horrifying story on Ex-Gay Conversion

Seeing these men… full of pain because they’re not the men they can ever be… makes the viewer go back between pity and revulsion, frustration. Many of us know gay and lesbian people who don’t fit the vile stereotypes they spout. And of course they seem to blame being gay for all of their shortcomings and failures… They aren’t married, don’t have kids, hate their parents, have addiction issues… it’s easier to blame something over which you have no control or power than to actually get to the root of their issues.

They even seem – just a bit – to acknowledge that there’s no real way to stop being gay. They know that deep down. But fighting the windmill is a lot easier than dealing with the real personal issues they have. Battling things like depression, the inability to socially fit in and parental issues is a lot harder than going to a place that blames all those issues on one thing… their being gay. They’re told that being gay is the route of all their issues and therefore if they find the magic cure to being gay… all their other problems will magically go away.

It’s 21st century snake oil. And while it’s never worked, it’s still a huge money-making business.

“In this special report, VICE gets exclusive access to one of the hundreds of gay-conversion-therapy organizations, groups, and sessions in the United States. At the Journey into Manhood program, men pay more than $600 to attend a weekend retreat where they participate in exercises and activities the staff members claim will help them battle their same-sex ­orientation. The only qualification to become a staff member is to have successfully completed the program.”

Keep reading at Vice.

Eric Himan sings my request…

I’ll admit I feel a BIT bad about asking for this. Borderline is a song I’ve liked since I was a teenager and it was one of the hardest records to find. I think even back in the late 80s I paid $50 for a copy of that single. The Catch was a one-single wonder. Comprised of Annie Lennox, Dave Stewart and Peet Coombs, they added two other members the year later and re-named themselves The Tourists and four years after that, whittled down to just Dave and Annie and re-named themselves The Eurythmics.

Anyway… When Eric (who is a friend of mine IRL) did his kickstarter for his new album I made a donation and asked if he’d cover it. It’s maybe a TAD out of his range.

Meh.

here’s the original.

Dean Monroe for Boy Butter. No, really. This is a real commercial.

I adore Dean, he’s the star of three of my favorite scenes I’ve ever directed.

with Morgan Black (here), with Kevin Crows (here) and (easily in my top 3) with John Magnum and Devin Draz (here).

Boy Butter is calling this “the first gay infomercial,” and it’s apparently going to run on American TV in 2015.

Oh. Oh my…

Today is brought to you by the letter “E.”

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A couple weeks ago I decided I was going to listen to every album in my collection in (roughly) alphabetical order. That meant starting with my voluminous AC/DC collection. Last week I had a whole day of B-52’s and Kate Bush. Yesterday I finally made it though my Duran Duran records.

That means today is brought to you by the letter E and we’re starting with one of my favorite records from when I was 5, “Having Fun with Ernie and Bert.” Seriously, this is one of the cutest records you can imagine. It’s premise is a house party that Ernie and Bert are throwing for their friends so all your 70s favorites are there.. Big Bird, Grover, Oscar, Prairie Dawn and Sweetums. The inside of the jacket has a map for one of the stories that you need to follow, transparent colour wheels for a song about mixing colours. It also ends with their classic “Pick up and clean up and tidy the floor.”

No, Elmo wasn’t invited.

MY “Album Of The Year” for 2014

I generally don’t pay much attention to award shows. Who wins and who doesn’t never matters to me and few albums that I really enjoy will ever get nominated for anything.

So instead of getting upset about whether the dull, repetitive Beck album should have won over the equally dull, repetitive Beyonce record should have won… I’ll post this song from Lion by Peter Murphy. THIS is my album of the year for 2014.