JamesSavik

Some writers use their writing as a catharsis of a sort and will write about things that they would never actually do. You'll see them write about all sorts of objectionable behavior: hyper-violence, raunchy sex, filthy language... Sometimes it works and makes for compelling drama. Sometimes it is as bad as a Hollywood sequel that comes out three months after the original movie. Other writers are writing to get something off of their chest. Usually you can tell. The true to life, no shit I was there kind of stories which really ring true and give you some insight into the extremes of the human condition- those are the ones that will make you think. I've seen writing like this, usually from victims of genocide, violence and abuse that will give you nightmares. As a general rule gratuitous sex, violence and raunch are just plain boring unless it advances the plot or is logical in context.

Beware of scams. There are plenty of people who will use your good nature to make a buck. Try contacting some of our members who actually lives in Texas and get a reality check on the situation. I don't want to stand in the way of anyone who needs help but standing in the way of a Con that preys on our communities better nature I consider a privilege. Look for a PM from me.

I once proved the Theorm of Speedo Wearing Habits mathematically: people that should wear speedo don't and the people that should never wear speedo do. There is of course the Savik Corollary on Nudism which is identical in every way. I will leave the proof up to you for extra credit.

I'm one for the simple pleasures. The blood of my enemies on my blade, the look in his eye when I twist the blade, hearing the lamentation of his women, the smell of napalm in the morning... It's all good.

I have a confession to make. I'm doing research. I know cruising from back in the day but I know nothing about it now. You may or may not see it in an upcoming work. I have an idea about doing something with a person living a double life: nice and respectable by day and into the cruising scene at night. I'm very, very curious and fascinated by the psychology of it- especially now that HIV has become a part of the culture and people know the risks. You don't know how many variations on this theme that I've heard. Almost every cruiser that I've talked too has a similar story. It sounds a WHOLE lot like the first time you do coke and it's awesome and wonderful but it is never quite that good again but you keep looking for that high. I suspect that we're talking about a phenomenon similar to addiction. I agree. In some states, if you get caught cruising, it is a felony and will get you listed as a sex offender. I would like to see them try to pull that crap on a str8 couple they caught parking.

Links for Gay Christians Whosoever.org GayChristian.Net GayChristians.org These are links to organizations that I know are sincere, good and sane. There are other sites and orgs that are fronts for people that want to preach celibacy or conversion therapy. I don't care for religion. Faith and spirituality I have no problem with because its NOT POLITICAL nor does it seek to label anybody an abomination. I have a special hatred for that particular word. If you've read Broken, you'll know why.

You know growing up in the babble belt I'm sick to death of religion, religious nuts and their bullshit. The mere though of it just makes me angry. There are no gay-friendly churches near me and I wouldn't be interested if they were. I prefer REASON over RELIGIOUS MYTHS, LEGENDS and Hocus-Pocus.

So in summary- correct me if I'm wrong: After reading the posts here: Cruising isn't just about sex culture has a great deal to do with it It is a rush (excitement) it gives a sense of belonging to social outcasts Anybody else see anything that should be added?

So what are you doing? Are you looking for a gig? I've been doing all right, always looking to upgrade. Well some guys I know have a big project that's about to kick off in South America.. John, we've been there, done that. You know those coup d'

Cruising is the only option for a lot of places. The bible belt sort of makes sure that happens. Cities deny gay bars permits (or any sort of business that caters to gays) or they harass them out of business. The Internet has changed things considerably. At least you can meet someone with out the added excitement of possibly being arrested, assaulted or murdered. When I first started looking for places to go out, there was one gay bar in town. I went looked around and saw that I was 20 years younger than most of the people there and left. The cops stopped me a couple of blocks away. They searched my car, made me take a breathalyzer test and verbally harrassed me on the side of the road for a half hour. All in all an unpleasant experience. The bar closed because patrons were being harassed by the police when they left and no one wanted to deal with that. When another bar opened the police raided it "looking for drugs". They claimed that the crowd got unruly and used tear gas on the place. They pulled its permits. The owner sued the city and the city attorneys drug it out and ran him out of money. Don't sue the gov't kids. It sounds fun in the papers but you only get the justice you can afford. Another bar opened a year later. I turned out to be a police front for an anti-drug op. I don't know if they ever found any drugs but everyone got shaken down when they left. The bars turned out to be traps of one kind or another and cruising was safer in the early eighties. My first out & proud boyfriend knew all about the bar and the cruising scene. He knew about the cop traps. It was fun to be 18 and go out with your boyfriend where people cruised. We stayed away from the gross venues. It was real good for your ego and you could easily distance yourself from the freak show by simply leaving. Jeff once said something that stuck with me: "It's like fast food. You roll in, get what you want and leave." He was right. When you are young and pretty, you can own those places. I knew a guy who got some old man to buy him a car. His car payment was that he let the old man blow him once a month. There was a group of us that met and hung out. We were 18 to twenty-something and ignored the old men for the most part. Sometime Jeff and I would invite somebody cute to a threesome. It was fun but we stayed mostly to ourselves. I remember how gross it was for fat old men who thought they could just walk up and put their hands on your goods. A few of them got popped in the mouth for being so rude. I kicked one guys ass good for getting too physical with Jeff. Thirty years later though most of those guys are gone. The survivors were the ones who decided early on to change their behavior and not screw every new guy that showed up. The scary thing to me is that I see them again now from time to time. Cruising seems to be making a come back. Young men who are looking for somewhere to belong are showing up in the same old places. It makes me sad because I know why the places are empty now and all the shitty things that stalk them.

From another topic but a subject that we need to address: Cruising is something that we don't want to discuss. It makes us uncomfortable. That's why we should. >>If this happened here, I would think that it sounds like you were cruised (or propositioned for anonymous sex). Usually that stuff takes place in... dark allies, deserted parks, rest rooms, malls- all sorts of places. It all sort of depends on where you are and the local cruising culture. If you notice the backgrounds and settings of porn flicks, you can see the influence of the cruising culture- eg. glory holes, dark and ruined backgrounds, etc. We don't talk about cruising here much. It is sort of the "dark side". I suggest that cruising should be avoided because of a number of seriously dangerous things: -people that cruise are likely to be very, very high mileage and at serious risk for HIV -cruising makes you vulnerable to both the cops and criminals -bashers are attracted to cruising spots -cruising will give you a bad rep That being said, I pissed off a third of the people here, another third have glowering resentments and the last third are clueless about cruising. Let the games begin. What do you think? _______________________________________________ As Mark pointed out, it was only a generation ago that cruising was the only option available to gay people.

Arias The key to having better people around you is to believe that you deserve them. If you don't, you'll cling to the people around you, regardless of how bad they are for you, simply because you don't think that you can do any better. I went though this myself for a number of years and paid a high price for it. The quicker that you get the toxic people out of your life, the better off you'll be.

>>those of you who are excuse the phrase "old and wise" , who have helped me out of endless situations and things. Hat off to you Who would that be?

No. The world is what it is because of human nature and we can only change ourselves.

Hide in plain sight. Sometimes readers are so used to convoluted plots and complex conspiracies that the really blazingly obvious is a complete surprise. Sometimes the butler really did do it.

THOR The cryo-chamber woke Colonel Anthony Webb two days early as programmed. Nobody really liked cryo-sleep but Webb hated it passionately. He always woke early on a mission so that he could clear his head and get his ducks in a row. He rubbed his temple in response to the throbbing headache that he always got in the cryo-chamber and slowly sat up. As he came back to life he dropped his feet over the edge and touched the cold floor of the deck. The shock of the cold made him jump. As usual his mouth tasted like he had been chewing on old sweat socks. He put his feet on the floor and stood up slowly, holding the edge of the freezer to maintain his balance. Once he was acclimated to standing up right, he shuffled over to the sink. He splashed some water over his face and took a drink from a paper cup. From there he walked over to the local computer console. "Computer: recognize Colonel Anthony Webb, Mission Commander, Colonial Marines." "Voice print confirmed." "Computer: power up my quarters, the flight deck and the common areas." "Acknowledged." Webb looked outside the door of the compartment that housed the Officer's Cryo-tubes and saw the lights coming on. He took on last look at his officers who were still sleeping, left the room and headed to his quarters. He took a shower, shaved and put on a fresh uniform. He stopped by the galley and got a cup of coffee and headed up to the flight deck. As he walked through everything looked fine. The ship was performing well. Webb was proud of his new ship. Twice as large as the old Conestoga class, the Inchon was better in every way: faster, tougher and much more capable. He had four combat platoons, a dozen pilots, 24 support specialists and a flight crew under his command. He was confident in his commands ability to cope with any mission that command could throw at them. Once on the flight deck, Webb made his way to the Master Computer room. He swiped his key card and entered the room as the lights were coming up. He sat down at the master terminal and logged in. "Computer: mission brief." Background: In 2355 a consortium of universities and major corporations established the Rho Andromeda research facility for high energy physics known as CENTER or Cooperative ENergy TEchnology Research. CENTER's primary mission is to develop advanced power systems. Twenty-two days [40 days corrected] ago CENTER activated a research reactor code named THOR (Twin Hadron Reactor) and went off the grid. Your mission is to appraise the situation at CENTER, rescue any survivors and retrieve research data from the facility mainframe. Webb sat back in his chair. He said, "Computer: describe the THOR reactor." THOR is an experimental high yield reactor that creates power by streaming plasma onto a forced singularity. "Oh sweet Jesus! They are sending us to a black hole!?" Webb instinctively backed away from the console. That code was not understood.

I'm having fun. If you want to join an online game that is very well done, try Outer Core. I'm jamessavik there too and I run the Company. You don't have to be amoral or evil to join but it helps.

USS Sulaco, Colonial Marines The Sulaco is a Conestoga class Marine Assault ship typical of the ships used by the Colonial Marines as they patrol the outer rim and respond to crisis. She is equipped to cope with land, air and deep space threats. Sulaco can combat land two platoons of Colonial Marines and provide air support with everything from laser guided smart munitions all the way up to W-2000 variable yield fusion warheads. Schematic of a Conestago class Marine Assault Ship (MAS). courtesy Weyland-Yatani Military Technologies Division

Don't worry Vic- us evil guys are great in the sack.

One trick that you might try: when you are communicating with an editor, both of you save your word file in RTF (rich text format). All versions of word can read rtf and you'll maintain your formatting (for the most part) *crosses fingers*.

>>I wonder what it is that compels so many people to tune in to Fox News and why so few (comparatively) watch CNN and MSNBC. Maybe they are tired of hearing from Obama's propaganda arm? Not only are CNN and pMSNBC cheerleading for the left, they are critical of anyone that has their doubts so people are voting with their remote.

As someone who does a lot of this sort of thing, my only advice is not too fall off of ladders or use power tools on yourself. It takes longer to heal at our age and scars are no longer sexy; just disfiguring.

While you are out there exploiting new worlds, please don't wipe out the native wildlife. That's sooo 20th century. There are unique species and ecosystems that took eons to evolve. It's a crime against nature and science to destroy them. Besides- you never know what creature may become the next Siamese Cat or Golden Retriever and have great value. Here's a little pup I found on a survey in the Rho Andromeda system. I found this cute little fellow on a survey of an ugly little moon called LV-426 and boy has he grown! You wouldn't believe how affectionate he is. He follows me everywhere. Of course I have to feed him a few under-performing middle managers a month. I call it a performance incentive. Don't be short sighted. We can profit without destroying native ecosystems. You never know where you'll find the next profit center. PETA- People for the Ethical Treatment of Aliens

Hi! I'm JamesSavik. I am an administrator for the Company but I'm really a nice guy. You don't have to be an amoral, manipulative and evil to work here but it sure helps. Some of our perks: Exotic Pets! Interesting Duty Stations Retirement packages! If you think you've got what it takes to be an associate of the Company, message me and we'll see. Our stock is on the rise and there are plenty of new worlds to exploit.

George Soros doesn't live here and you can't tax his money because it is wrapped up tight in his businesses.