If you are going to eat a frog … 7

Kerry Rhodes' Beyonce wannabe has outed him to the press

Kerry Rhodes’ Beyonce wannabe has outed him to the press

I first posted this in 2010 (from another website) and it has become relevant again recently, thanks to an American football player’s unfortunate choice of male companion. Kerry Rhodes’ current gay travails are splashed over MediaTakeout.com and he needs to just come to terms with his situation now that his date of yonder times has made decisions for him.

It just goes to remind you that if you sleep with below stairs riff-raff, they go to the press. I can’t for the life of me understand why Rhodes went for this classless, skinny, twerp (see Skinny Bitch below).  In my day we … oh, never mind ….
Just remember … if you are going to eat a frog, at least choose a fat, juicy one.
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After reading “A Handy Guide to All Gay Men” by Brian Moylan over at Gawker, what stood out to me (obviously) was that I don’t know many Black men like this. Any one of these archetypes can apply to my Black gay brethren, but by and large, in my experience, they do not. So some mischievous friends and I decided to compose a more colorful equivalent to Moylan’s classifications. Your education begins now.
8 Gay Men You Will Meet in Your Lifetime
 
The Skinny Bitch
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Skinny Bitch

This strain of Black gay is typically very young (”green”) but quickly rises in popularity in his newfound social circle because of his youth, pliability and quick mastery of shade. His goal is to accrue as many enemies as possible since he’s convinced that having enough people that despise him means he’s “doing something right.” He will spend an entire month’s salary on designer sunglasses because he considers them social currency.
Activities: “Walking”, throwing shade, wearing eyeliner, being penetrated, hogging the camera, starting arguments with strangers, making youtube videos, going to the mall.
Diva of Choice: Beyonce or Rihanna (there is no in-between)
Top or Bottom: Bottom.
 
The Homo Thug
Homo thug

The Homo Thug’s days are numbered since this is a group that usually patterns itself after trends in Hip-Hop, and the thug image is slowly fading. However, this image is still a selling point in gay porn and a popular refuge for closeted men. He usually has archaic notions about Black male sexuality and equates “thug” with masculinity. He is disrespectful, self-hating, and needs to pull his pants up.
Activities: Hiding, lying, saying “I don’t do that gay shit”, smoking weed, being ignorant, having kids, having a limited vocabulary, not returning calls, breaking hearts.
Diva of Choice: Lil’ Wayne
Top or Bottom: Outdoor Top/Indoor Bottom
 
 The Big Boy
The Big Boy
These teddy bears are sweet, loving, warm and always horny. The lines between a good meal and good sex are often so blurred that any conversation involving “meat” will simply have to be taken in stride. He is way more confident than you think he has a right to be, always has a date (because he looks “healthy”), he’s funny, and will give you anything in the world as long as you are consistently fucking his brains out.
Activities: Calling skinny bitches “skinny bitches”, cooking, hugging, making inappropriate double entendres, grabbing.
Diva of Choice: Jennifer Hudson
Top or Bottom: Bottom.
 
The Muscle Queen
The Muscle Queen (Butch Queen/Muscle Mary)

They roll in packs and only date each other. You never see them during the winter months because they are in the gym 24/7. Come summer, he’s wearing the smallest tank-top or the tightest t-shirt. Don’t bother lusting after him, because you do not exist in his world.
Activities: Making fun of fat people, lifting weights, talking about lifting weights, accusing skinny people of being sick, dating white guys, bumping into people, being penetrated.
Diva of Choice: Creatine.
Top or Bottom: Power Bottom.
 
The Church Queen
The Church Queen

In spite of the Black church’s reputation for homophobia and intolerance, you will find that a number of Black gay men make the church the cornerstone of their social interaction, perhaps out of a sense of familial or religious obligation, or simply because the choir is so fierce. The Church Queen is usually loyal and loving, but is prone to Tourette-like outbursts of “Jee-suss!!” in any given situation. He listens to gospel music constantly and considers Loretta Divine his spirit animal.
Activities: Cooking, talking loud, clutching his pearls, singing, being called “mother”, being single, speaking with a southern twang even though he’s from the midwest or the northeast.
Diva of Choice: Karen Clark Sheard
Top or Bottom: Sanctified Bottom.
The Uppity Snob
 
Uppity Snob

He is educated, has a six-figure salary, a nice car and a big house, but nothing is good enough for him. He will throw dinner parties with his Coven Of The Articulate and they will all wear hard-soled shoes regardless of the season, time of day or theme. When he’s among other types of gays, he will roll his eyes, sneer, or attempt to oppress them intellectually. In spite of all his accomplishments, he’ll never be happy, can’t take a joke and never laughs. He can usually be found in the club wearing a blazer and sipping a cocktail against the wall.

Activities: Debating, sighing, having a small penis, having furniture delivered, going to the spa, being offended, finding excuses to use any word that requires a schwa.
Diva of Choice: Whitney Houston
Top or Bottom: Bottom.
The Alterna-Queen
 
Alterna Queen
He doesn’t like the “gay scene” because he finds it “too mainstream.” You can find him a coffee shop with his MacBook Pro listening to underground Soul or Hip-Hop, writing poetry and waiting for someone with whom he can debate the oppression of goats and librarians. He often accuses people of “not getting” him and reactively dislikes anything that everyone else likes. He’s basically “The Uppity Snob” but with dreadlocks.
Activities: Poetry slams, debating, having his locks re-twisted, blogging, shopping at outdoor markets, calling himself a photographer, quoting Marcus Garvey, dating white men.
Diva of Choice: Some bitch you never heard of.
Top or Bottom: Top for white guys, otherwise bottom.
The Old Queen
 
The Old Queen
The Old Queen has seen everything and done everyone. He thinks you’re frivolous and that you stole everything from his generation. He will say things like “in my day, the men were men” and “remember when House music was House music?” He is short of patience and doesn’t want to hear your whining.
Activities: Knowing everything. Remembering everything.
Diva of Choice: Stephanie Mills, Teena Marie, Chaka Khan or Luther Vandross.
Top or Bottom: Like it even matters.

Rumors – Ludacris is gay 5

The gossip mill is circling around Ludacris (real name Christopher Brian Bridges). When it reached AfroGay’s ears that Ludacris is gay, he decided to go looking.

You see, though I had heard of him, I didn’t know what Ludacris looked like or what type of music he plays. I still don’t know who Ludacris is but I am a little more educated about his music because I have You-tubed it.

The music is … how shall I put this delicately? Different? I listened to the Ludacris song called My Chic and I shook my head in bewilderment at how anyone can call such misogynistic and incondite stuff music. But this is about Ludacris, not obscene rap.

As you can see from his pictures Ludacris is pretty, very prety. He is a beautiful, very beautiful man. He needs no make-up whatever to look hot, hot, hot.

In my book, that is a sign of gay, gay, gay.

Another tell-tale is that he lives in Atlanta. I don’t know of any single, pretty men such as Mr. Bridges who live in Atlanta that are not gay. Some jealous girls whine about the ‘waste’ that is Atlanta precisely because every stunningly pretty man in Atlanta is gay. The less charitable people (likely those who have no men of their own) have gone so far as to refer to Atlanta as Faglanta. We gay boys prefer to call it Hotlanta because that city sizzles with homosexual black men.

And Hotlanta is where Ludacris lives. Another giveaway surely.

I stand by my generalizations of many moons ago:

Too delicately pretty and sensitive – … A lot of gay men tend to have the kind of delicate, porcelain features, flawless complexions, magnetically glassy eyes, luscious lips, sensitive temperaments that you either see or sense. Such men are automatically associated with ‘sweetness’ even though they might in reality not be. Though not always a dead giveaway, such men are more often than not gay. 

Ludacris is doing whatever he can to maintain a thuggish ‘nigga’ image as his lyrics about women in sexual acts show, but I think his physical beauty tells you more about him than what comes out of his mouth.

In fact, the crude, sexually explicit lyrics and the man whose mouth they come out of are so diametrically opposed that it is impossible to listen to the disrespectful music and pick Ludacris out from a line-up as the man who sang them. It must be then that, like Trey Songz, Ludacris also is trying too hard not to be gay – in his case by overdoing the macho, thug, ‘you’re my bitch’ ghetto act.

And as the rumors suggest, the act is not really convincing. 

Christopher Brian Bridges (Ludacris)

But, my goodness, is Christopher Brian Bridges beautiful or what? As the Americans say … Damn! This man makes it hard to keep one’s hands where they belong.

Like I do with Colin Jackson, I really, really, really hope Bridges is gay!

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The Absolutely Beautiful Terrell Carter is Outed By an Angry Lover 1

If you sleep with trash, they go to the press! Anon

Aiyee!

AfroGay doesn’t know whether to laugh or cry over this piece of gossip from RodOnline but the absolutely stunning Terrell Carter (he of Madea fame) has been outed by a bitter ex-lover. The ins and outs of the outing are almost immaterial in light of the fact that this man is absolutely to-die-for. And now it has been confirmed in pictures that he is gay.
Below is Terrell and the lover who posted the pictures on the net in a tender moment (aah…):

And here is Carter frolicking on a gay beach in Rio:
Carter frolicking on a beach in Rio

AfroGay can only say … Ooh la, la!

Carter is not the first one nor will he be the last. Other celebrities who have been “outed” in recent years are:

Preppy pretty Sammie:


Dorion Standberry (Of College Hill Fame):


Standberry’s nude pictures turned up on the net but he denied that he was gay. Take a look at these pics and revel in God’s creation. Standberry stands up straight if nothing else.

Treysongz:


Hmm …

Songz continues to deny it but who is paying attention anyway?

Just when you are forgetting what makes gay men stand out, it hits you straight between the eyes so hard that you have to take a moment to steady yourself.

What absolutely ravishing beauty!!!

Sigh.

Gay Wars Spill Over Into "Straight" Relationships

It’s not exactly the reference one would have liked to use but you have to take it from wherever you can get it (no pun intended).

Uganda’s Red Pepper has an interesting story about an alleged almighty row that has broken out between the Democratic Party’s Fred Mukasa Mbidde and his girlfriend. It needs to be clarified that as far as AfroGay knows, the DP personality is called Dennis Mukasa Mbidde but let that not take away from the story itself. The Red Pepper is notorious for getting its facts twisted, sometimes due to sloppiness but sometimes deliberately.


The short of it is that the Red Pepper claims that Mbidde’s girlfriend chose The Legal Status of Homosexuality” for her law dissertation. An embarrassed Mbidde demanded that she changes the topic of her study. She refused. He then tried to have her examined for bisexuality (how on earth would this be examined?). She refused to go for the examination Mbidde demanded, and asked him to mind his own business. He refused to pay for her research. She opted to pay for it herself and will complete it in a few weeks.

One hopes that Mbidde is not so foolish as to think he has any future with this girl. She knows her mind too well, is clearly independent and determined. She certainly is not the kind of subservient doormat Mbidde seems to be looking for in his woman. Take it from this gay man, Mr. Mbidde … you have no future with this woman. She is too intelligent for you.

By coincidence, a certain Dennis Mbidde has been in the news lately, confirming in the Weekly Observer what most of us knew already, namely that homosexuality is rife in Ugandan soccer circles. But more curious perhaps was his attempt to differentiate between homo-sodomy (which both gay and straight people can practice) and homosexuality (which refers only to homosexual persons). Mbidde is clearly not ignorant about the darker sex habits of some of his straight counterparts. Take the trouble and read up on Dennis Mbidde’s extrapolation of the bubbling homosexual activity in Ugandan football.

Boys, if you are looking for some steamy same-sex action … you had better hang around Uganda’s soccer locker rooms.

Hm …

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Ricky Martin "confirms" that he is gay 4

AfroGay hinted at it here four months ago. Now, it is claimed that Ricky Martin has apparently “confirmed” what was rather obvious all along. He is just too pretty to be anything other than gay!


Hallelujah!

A few more “bisexuals” will be coming out of the woodwork, no doubt. And we shall welcome them to the family with open arms.

Lesson from all this: ladies … if your man is traffic-stoppingly beautiful, chances are he is gay. Straight men and some gay men are handsome. Most beautiful men are gay … just like Ricky Martin is … and that is all there is to it.

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Pastor Martin Ssempa Now Targets Kayanja 7

They are like ferrets in a sack. The squabbling is as unseemly as the accusations and counter accusations are fascinating. Pastors Kiweweesi (of Kansanga Miracle Center or KMC), Kayanja (of Rubaga Miracle Center) have been accused of sodomy and they in turn have accused their accusers (fronted by, who else, Pastor Martin Ssempa) of all sorts of nefarious motives. The stakes couldn’t be higher, what with the sums of money, property and influence involved.

Ssempa, funded almost entirely by the extremely rich, Denver-based, Wait Training ministry, is on a roll. Not satisfied with playing underdog at his flashy but demographically limited Makerere University Community Church, Ssempa is riding high in his holier than thou pontificating against homosexuality and homo-sodomy.
You have to understand the Ugandan psyche in order to see why Ssempa is riding high right now. For years, in the 1970s and 1980s, the only source of contrary information was what was popularly referred to as Radio Katwe. Radio Katwe was code-speak for gossip. Because the airwaves were dominated by fawning headlines about Idi Amin and, after him, Milton Obote, the masses learned to believe nothing on national television or radio and instead to rely on unattributed information peddled in drinking shebeens (bufunda or bitanda) and on the streets. Thus gossip and rumor came to be trusted more than the national television and radio news channels which everyone knew just vomited whatever the establishment wanted them to. That was how it came to pass that everyone knew that Apollo Milton Obote was going to be overthrown in a few days and Obote himself didn’t believe it would happen – two days before he was toppled. Obote clearly believed too much of what he viewed on his national TV while the citizens were relying on what had come to be the more reliable sources – gossip. Reliance on gossip has not changed much since Obote’s days of more than 20 years ago.

Martin Ssempa is no fool, and he clearly understands the power of gossip to Ugandans. He is taking full advantage of this by fueling a witch hunt that is based on nothing more than gossip and innuendo. Of course Pastor Ssempa himself has had a homosexual encounter of his own, as he himself once admitted. He claims that he was coerced into a homosexual encounter by a predator and that his physical belonging wasn’t violated. Never mind that he doesn’t explain what really happened. If Ssempa says that an attempt to bugger him failed, I have no reason to doubt him because even if he is being economical with the truth, and he was really buggered, his aversion to what happened is something he is entitled to feel.

Ssempa says that he didn’t like his gay encounter as a young man and that is fair enough. But it would seem that the negative experience Ssempa had in his earlier years left him scarred to the extent that it is inconceivable that it was just a simple grope. The kind of maniacal zeal with which he pursues homosexuals today suggests that his own experience was more than just petting and that the scars he bears were of a physical pain best left undescribed. You can thus imagine what he would feel when he saw all these rival pastors overshadow him, with larger flocks, money and influence, all the time with rumors of homo-sodomy swirling around them. Understandably, it would drive anyone livid with jealousy. Ssempa is a human being first and a hypocrite second so it is understandable that he would have become very bitter that all these ‘buggering’ pastors were doing better than him.
For how else can one explain Ssempa’s manic obsession with his fellow pastors’ private sex lives? How can it be anything other than jealousy that he has targeted Musaala, Kiweweesi, Kayanja with such zeal when he has not once said anything about Uganda’s president’s mistresses, some of whom have had affairs with the president while married to other men? I recently ranted and raved about Ssempa’s double standards and would give a limb to confront him face to face. Something tells me it will happen some day and when it does, I shall be ready for him.
But I digress.
As I indicated in my earlier post on the whole sodomy row and the Ugandan pastors, I have no direct evidence of whether Kayanja and Kiweweesi have had sexual relations with men. But, as a gay man living in Uganda, the ‘gay’ rumors about both of them were simply too rife to be totally unfounded. Boys who didn’t know each other narrated uncannily vivid stories about Kiweweesi’s homosexual exploits far too frequently. Then there is the pastor who claims to have witnessed Kiweweesi in flagrante delicto first hand, who doesn’t seem to have had any reason to make up what he claims he saw. The “Kayanja dabbles in homosexual activity’ rumors have been doing the round for at least 15 years in Ugandan gay circles so none of this squabbling comes as a real surprise to many of us. I for one came face to face with circumstancial evidence of it in London in the early 1990s.
But what does all this say about Ssempa? Is he really a dispassionate moral crusader who is fighting for innocent victims? If that was the case, he would be going after Moslem men who marry girls in their teens at will. But he has never once marched to Parliament about that phenomenon though it is so common in Uganda. And if Ssempa is so concerned about teenagers being abused, how come he has remained so silent in the light of documented female genital mutilation in the north east of Uganda? And why hasn’t he conducted similar witch hunts against Kony who has murdered, maimed and tortured innocents of all ages? What is it about homosexual activity that riles Ssempa so?
Finally, if all these boys are running to Ssempa to tell him about tales of sodomy that happened to them in the distant past why, one might be forgiven for asking, has it taken this long for them to turn to Ssempa when his crusading zeal has been common knowledge for years? Might the tough economy and Pastor Ssempa’s resurgent financial clout, thanks entirely to Wait Training, have anything to do with it? And where exactly is the evidence Ssempa has that these young men are telling the truth? Or should we just believe his claims of forced buggery, bleeding organs and indelible trauma simply because it is Ssempa talking about them? How about Ssempa producing even the flimsiest of physical and medical evidence to back up his pontification and accusations?
Aah! But this is Uganda where rumor alone is enough to be the absolute truth. And Ssempa knows that very well indeed. Kayanja and Kiweweesi: welcome to Father Musaala’s world.

Colin Jackson Denies Being Gay – Again! 11

So the former British hurdler, Colin Jackson, has again felt compelled to respond to speculation that he is gay:
Explaining why he hasn’t been seen with any women recently he said: Because I don’t particularly want to be with any woman. It’s as simple as that.

I believe him when Colin Jackson says doesn’t want to be with any woman. And I despair when I read that he has said his ideal partner is Halle Berry. But I notice that he talks about his ideal woman, not ideal man so that is encouraging since I, too, have my ideal women such as Marie Antoinette, Mata Hari, Sofia Loren, Barbra Streisand, Tamara Dobson (of the Cleopatra Jones fame), Grace Jones, Queen Latifa and, yes, the absolutely ravishing Halle Berry herself.

First of all let me put it on record that I don’t know what this beautiful man’s sexuality is. But a number of things about him don’t make sense and, in my mind, whenever things don’t make sense about beautiful men, I think it is justified to let one’s mind wander.

As the myriad images surely illustrate, Colin Jackson is too beautiful to be straight.Such fine looks must surely indicate a gay disposition. Add to that the fact that, at 40, he remains unattached and unmarried and you have even more cause to suspect that Colin Jackson is gay.

Jackson and Linford Christie

Yes, some might argue that it is not unusual for men to be unmarried at 40. But it is unusual for someone as traffic-stoppingly gorgeous and as obviously available as Jackson to have no regular woman or women associated with him. I am trying to scratch my head to try and think of any prominent man of Jackson’s stature and beauty who was single, unattached at 40 and didn’t turn out to be gay and I cannot come up with a single name. One has to hope, therefore, that Jackson will not buck the trend.

But when all is said and done the real question is: so what? So …. Colin Jackson should continue living as he wishes and doing what makes him happy. After all, he would not be the first athlete to admit that he is afflicted with ‘a love that dare not speak its name.’ I am interested in dwelling on the speculation in the forlorn hope he might eventually prove me right and finally give up the ghost, announcing to the world à la Cliff Richard that he has a long-term male friend who is very special to him.

Alas, the notable former athletes (Matthew Mitchum, Greg Louganis, John Amaechi, Esera Tuaolo) who have come clean, that I have met or heard of, have not hit me between the eyes the way Colin Jackson does.

As I am sure you have sensed by now, not only do I believe Colin Jackson’s admission of disinterest in women, I am desperate to believe him. And the reason is simple: I have a huge crush on Colin Jackson, a crush that is force-fed by all this obsessive pining I harbor that he will one day introduce me to the world as his long-term dear, dear male friend. Any thought that he might actually be straight is thus too wretched to bear.

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