I've not been a well boy the last few weeks; and I'm very, very weary now.

I need to concentrate what energy (and time) I'm going to have left—rather less of both than I thought until earlier this year—on doing things that are really important rather than messing about with blogs. 

Now don't panic if you think you might have slept with me: that's because it's the way my little physical disability is panning out, not because of AIDs or anything.

But there won't be any new posts because of that. Sorry.


Cool about Calvin


“Calvin Klein is under fire for a sexually explicit new billboard that's caught the eyes — and turned the stomachs — of many people who have seen it in New York. The blue-jeans giant has unveiled a jumbo ad that shows two young men and a young woman entwined in a semi-nude threesome, as another man undresses.”


That’s how Fox described it. Not very accurately, but then, what do you expect? Threesome, yes, but ‘entwined’? Not really, they’re just sort of lying on top of each other. And judging by their typically vacuous (even for fashion models) expressions either they’re all gay or they don’t know how to really enjoy themselves. I’ve entwined better than that in my time, I can tell you.

And the guy on the floor doesn’t look to me as though he’s either about to get his kit off to play or is getting it on after getting off, either. He looks to me like an anorexic Elvis Presley. Difficult to imagine, I know, but do try. Looks as though he’s flaked out, too, but not from post-coital exhaustion, more like tummy ache from a dodgy prawn. . .

And that sofa. I’ve seen ones like that in porn pix from the seventies. God. Upholstered in that nylon fake velvet stuff that gives you burn marks if you move too quickly. (Don’t start guessing games about my age. I know somebody who actually collected that stuff, but that’s as much about that episode you’re going to get.)

I don’t get it. The same country that pumps out all that spam porn and ‘get your free viagra now’ seems to have got its knickers in a twist over a threesome on a sofa. And an amazingly unerotic one, at that. It didn’t give me a bulge in my Calvin Kleins. (Now I look at it again, they’ve had their jeans shrunk on to them I reckon, so getting a hard-on in those could be a bit painful, I’d guess. No wonder they look like that.

Anyway, I just don’t really go for guys who look like that. Or girls that look that scary either. Quite liked her bum, though.

Some of the comments I found though were just the sort that gets a gay picture blog on Google killed off, I realised. Post pix of nude guys who look anything under thirty and you get people yelling “under age”. Always from the US.

And that seems to have been one of the main cries this ad aroused. But under what age? And the age for what? Some Americans just don’t seem to get that the age of sexual consent in Europe (gay, hetero or bi) is 16. Or that not all 20-year olds have thirty-year old bodies. (I do seem to see rather a lot of those in real life, though, I must say. At least in some of the gay hangouts in London.) Google obviously doesn’t.

But they don't care if its girls who look (sometimes very suspiciously) younger than 18 or 21. Hmmm.

So much porn, and so much prudery. Weird.