Warm Boy Report;

 The New Gay Rights Movement

 It's Come Out Of Left Field

        I work, I'm a worker.  I am retired and thanks be to the Gods, I am in decent shape for my old age so I cashier in a gas station to maintain my life of luxury.  As the corporation I work for owns over half the gas stations in New England, and that I actually work when I am on the clock, gives me a chance to go to other stores when they need positions filled.  I recently had an encounter with a young man whom I knew well and had worked with closely. For being a very young man he was quite mature, responsible, and (a rare quality) gentlemanly.  These virtues got him into management with a strong recommendation from myself.  

   Now, can I confess that I enjoy the company of young men without being labeled a dirty old man?  Well, I guess I not.  Most people do not immediately assume I am gay.  After a while when they find out that I have never been married, I am single (I did have a partner who died of AIDS in 89) and not much of a family....well.... they figure it out.  One time this young man told me in confidence he swas bisexual and was madly in love, and living with, a transgender.  

   That was no big deal for me. He had been a high school football star, he was a natural born leader.  We got along well.  I made him laugh and he was occasionally shocked by my stories of San Francisco in the 70's and Hollywood in the 80's and 90's.  He liked me because I worked and he never needed to actually manage me or tell me what to do.

   If I like and trust someone, regardless of who they are, I am an affectionate person.  With his new position they took him off the only shift I worked at that store.  So I messaged him to tell him that I'd miss him and joked; 'don't leave me baby' and apparently he and his pronoun whatever had a shit fit and hate mail was sent to me....via Meta....but someone got to these massages and recalled them, leaving an empty message box sent from this young man's Facebook telling me it had been recalled.  When I confronted this young man he seemed surprised, but acted cold and monotone to state to me, I had sent an inappropriate and lewd message that offended him and his pronoun person.

   Well Okay....I take into consideration the enormous generation gap.  Gay men (male Identified) appears to have vanished from the general identification of homosexual men. Especially a senior citizen. I thought this young man was smarter than that.  I console myself with figuring out it was probably the pronoun (drag queen? tranny? chick with a dick?) having a meltdown over a statement meant to flatter the bloke, not to take him into the barn for a roll in the hay.  And although he never went to the upper management to lodge a complaint about my harassment, I terminated my employment there because I didn't actually need the job.  This could be taken as an admission of guilt but seriously....if I was younger I'd have stood my ground, but my blood pressure is already too high and I'm not having a stroke over this.  I'm way too old for this shit.

    But I've said it once and I'll say it again; I've never met a homophobic man who wasn't homo themselves.  I back down to nothing when it comes to being a male identified homosexual man and will resists the currant progressive liberal doctrines, like chopping some kids dick off because testosterone is out of fashion, or being a biological female because you say so. There was a time in my life I wanted to be a cowboy, that's the beaks kid, life is not always fair.  I didn't work all my life as a proud gay man to bow out to whiny woke eunuchs. This whole ordeal took a bat to my pride, I felt embarrassed in the light of neo-Victorian values which seems to be taking hold with this strange breed of children today.  

   After all the fighting, death and tears shed, the progress won since June 1969 seems to have been forgotten.  The male identified homosexual appears to be on the chopping block.  And the public now views gay men as what in reality is a tiny segment of the gay population.  

   I stand outside the rainbow flag now. This was a flag I helped along with Jessie Jackson but it's symbol has gone way out in wacko ville .  Because I am a Warm Boy it seems that I am expected to parrot neo-progressive ideas that I think