What do the Industrial Revolution, the Roaring Twenties, the advent of the college fraternity, and the gay liberation movement have in common?
The kids are alright.
Here's the deal: We all know you got some last night, and no amount of clean up is going to convince us otherwise, so you might as well just own that shit. At least until you're a big enough pimp to hire your own glam squad.
Photo: Derrick Santini Her debut novel and the first in a trilogy, Maestra, is a psychological thriller about Judith Rashleigh
Sure, we're all busy getting our s**t together and finding what works for us, but let me just say this: What happened to the damn magic?
Perhaps this aversion to vulnerability boils down to a fear of failure. Maybe we are afraid of getting entangled in emotions over which we cannot guarantee control.
After years of stereotypical depictions of intergenerational relationships in TV, porn and movies, it's increasingly clear that our community would do well to shed these hang-ups. We may well be strong, capable and sexual, but without desirable older role models, without a positive, normal vision of what an older gay man can be, we're stunted.
If you're a millennial who is currently single, or if you've been single at some point in the last few years, there's a good chance you've dabbled with Tinder. Or Bumble. Hinge. Happn. JSwipe. OkCupid. Plenty of Fish. Farmers Only? Alright, I'll stop there.
Anyone who knows anything about animals will tell you that they are diverse. All species on earth have evolved differently to maximize their chances for survival, and so all species -- humans included -- have unique and species-specific qualities.