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Beaten up for being gay

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I’m always debating if I should post videos like the one below. Many of us have so much to deal with in life as it is that it feels like a terrible idea to add to that anxiety by making gloomy posts about the discrimination and violence queer people still face today.

I’m always wondering at what point this onslaught of misery and bad news might hurt our mental health and outlook on life more than keeping up with it benefits us. But what would be the alternative? Ignoring the problems we have, pretending the pain of others in our community isn’t any of our business? That can’t be it either, right?

As long as some folks go around trying to convince us that the queer community achieved everything it possibly could, that the world right now is the best we could hope for it seems necessary to remind ourselves that there’s still a lot to do, that we’re not done here.

I’ll keep trying to find a balance between the bad news and the cute and fun stuff. Let’s hope that some day we’ll actually get to a point where we can all just sit down and enjoy the nice things in life and posts like this one won’t be needed anymore.

You should, actually, fuck a peach

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We all know the scene in Call me by your Name. Elio — who is raging with the inimitable fervor of adolescence — lays down and gets to work relieving his boredom and sexual frustration in an, erm, interesting way.

He jabs his fingers into a ripe peach and plucks out the pit, sunset-gold juice splattering across his chest and abdomen. Then Elio rolls the peach around in his hands while looking up at the ceiling. Is he really going to…? you think. Elio unbuttons his bermuda shorts and moves the peach down to his crotch. Every sound is heightened.

We hear smushing, gushing, ripping, and gasping without ever seeing what exactly Elio is doing with the peach. But then again, we don’t need to. We know. The camera stays locked on Elio’s face, obliging us to watch the series of strange face contortions Elio  performs.

It feels like we’ve stumbled into a teenager’s bedroom at the worst possible time and haven’t closed the door behind us and mumbled our apologies. The scene of eccentric self-pleasure quickly crescendos into Elio heaving out a trite “fuck” and the moment is over. Elio places the soiled peach onto the nightstand beside him. A character has just fucked a peach on screen for the first time in cinema.

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