The other day I posted a rant to Craigslist. It was basically to say to all of the guys out there who consider themselves "nice," "good guys" (who are "just" looking for "friends" and "dates") and not like the guys just looking for sex that they aren't that different because they behave in exactly the same way. They are only looking for guys who they find "hot," the strong focus the gaie community gives to color seems to be just as prevalent in the choice of gaies looking for "friends," and, moreover, just like the guys who are looking for sex, the "nice" guys don't respond. And, honestly, what do you say to the guy who you don't find attractive who thought you were looking for friendship per your own admission? "Sorry dude, I'm a fucking lame-ass liar and am not actually looking for friends. Thanks for sending me your pic, though. Sucker." ? I received a few responses. All of which were encouraging. I knew that I was only yelling at the rain, but like the guy who thinks he's funny who was never told otherwise, maybe these guys just need to be told they are jerks? In any case, someone emailed me saying that it was a great post. I responded saying thanks. He got back to me saying that the world always has a way of working out in the end. And now we get to the point of this post: Why I am widely considered to be a pessimist and why I don't agree with that view. I responded to him saying how I think it's so funny people often say something like that, or very Christian persons saying, "God has a plan." How conceited are you to presume that God's plan (or the world's or the universe's, for that matter) has anything "good" in store for you? It may very well be the case that fucking you over is an essential cog in the Machine of existence. This is the jist of what I said, preferring not to call a perfect stranger, who was nice enough to respond to my CL post, conceited. His response: *"Lol well after most storms there is sunshine and if you look hard enough there are rainbows. So storms are supposed to happen and disasters but possitives always follow. Its a check and balance system of the world. Im not crazy enought to think that everything is goign to be a bed of roses but sometime you will smell them and its lovely when you do. And when winter comes and they leave you can hope/pray. Have faith, trust that they will blossom again." So I guess my point went right over his head? Am I crazy for seeing things the way I do? I'm not saying God has it in for you, but where's the logic in assuming that he doesn't? *The original response was written all in caps. I "sentence cased" it, but made no other changes. I felt the caps were too jarring -- they nearly sent me right over the edge, who knows what might have happened to my dear readers?!
I went to an Ivy League undergrad.
I go to a top NYC law school.
I date men (well...).
I live in Bed-Stuy.
I don't need more to say,
just more room to say it.
Etc.