They bravely explore an unpopular and even shunned practice and, by demonstrating the pleasure, meaning and man-to-man connections that such a practice makes possible, gift the entirety of gay culture with a new arena for exploration.
Remembering a Brave Explorer: A Tribute to Titpig
by Anonymous | reply 10 | March 31, 2024 6:16 PM |
Seriously? He didn't cure cancer. He just had manipulated enlarged nipples.
by Anonymous | reply 1 | March 30, 2024 4:27 PM |
Did he die?
by Anonymous | reply 2 | March 30, 2024 4:40 PM |
[quote]Scott O’Hara, much like Titpig, was to my way of thinking a heroic figure. Both men devoted their lives to the jubilant exploration of the uncharted and vast world of male Eros. That the population of gay men continues to have a large and vocal segment that exudes loathing and bitterness toward this work and these men is truly discouraging.
O'Hara was a frequent customer to the Club Tampa Bathhouse I was a desk attendant at. He was a pompous, asshole who didn't tip.
by Anonymous | reply 3 | March 30, 2024 4:46 PM |
Why would anyone tip a desk attendant? I wouldn't tip you either. Should have looked for a higher paying job if you weren't satisfied with the pay.
by Anonymous | reply 4 | March 30, 2024 5:08 PM |
by Anonymous | reply 5 | March 30, 2024 5:18 PM |
by Anonymous | reply 6 | March 30, 2024 5:22 PM |
R2, he died a number of years ago.
by Anonymous | reply 7 | March 30, 2024 5:30 PM |
[quote]“He truly was the peoples’ princess tinymeat”
by Anonymous | reply 8 | March 30, 2024 6:10 PM |
[quote]Why would anyone tip a desk attendant? I wouldn't tip you either. Should have looked for a higher paying job if you weren't satisfied with the pay.
The way it worked at a sex club, on a weekend night, the rooms filled up quickly. A waiting list was at the door. The bigger your tip, the higher your name went on the list and the quicker you got a room. No different than tipping the maître d' for a table. I could clear $300-400 on a good Fri/Sat. Best was $1000 during Gasparilla.
O'Hara came in for a three-day weekend, took the best room which we cleaned several times each day, not to mention the amount of towels he went through, and CHARGED a few of the guys he slept with. And yet, no tip for any of the staff. So, yea, cheap ass bastard.
by Anonymous | reply 9 | March 30, 2024 9:53 PM |
Paul Morris fancies himself an intellectual and philosopher, but in reality is a difficult boss diagnosed as bipolar (don't get his employees started on the stories describing what he's like when off his meds) with a streak of paranoia that runs deep. There's no doubt that he's smart and educated, but has not overcome his tragic history of abuse and victimization (for real). In his writings, he elevates porn stars transcendentally and well beyond their role in our culture. Don't get me wrong, I don't disrespect porn stars and appreciate, if not honor, their contributions to specifically gay culture and culture in general, but they are not gods among us. And no, the body modifications that Morris thinks sets these men apart from us on some other plane of existence are not the acts of defiance that he claims, whether the benign nipple enlargement that men like Titpig enjoy(ed) all the way through the "nullo" dudes who Morris memorializes lopping their dicks off.
by Anonymous | reply 10 | March 31, 2024 6:16 PM |