M.O.Ms, I need to unburden myself. This comes as a shock to me as much as I assume it will to you:
I’m gay.
I frankly had no idea about it until Whiplash, posing as a “friend” to infiltrate my Facebook page, snagged a photo of me. A photo that is clearly a gay smoking gun. It’s a pic of me with…Santa.
I realize it’s been naïve of me, not recognizing my own gayness when there was the evidence staring me right in the gay face with it’s gay red suit and gay beard and gay jolliness. The ho ho hoing should’ve been the tip off, it always makes me feel funny in the pants. I tried to convince myself it was just normal, healthy greed. Ho = gifts = funny in the pants, y’know? Hell, when I was four I didn’t even like girls. But I was a huge Santa fan. In one blinding flash of Dogfight private message clarity my entire misspent gay life of denial has come into focus. The poseur hairdo, the trying-too-hard-to-look-butch wardrobe, the cheesy faux-metal tattoos. Uh…hang on…those are pics of Whiplash.
Well, anyway, I must definitely be gay, there’s no denying the Santa thing. I mean, Santa…c’mon. I might as well have an earring.
I also have Whiplash to thank for pointing out that I have sex with animals. While cyber-stalking my Facebook presence he was also spending time trawling my poetry site. The public site with a global readership in the thousands. That Whiplash, he’s a master sleuth. Apparently what I thought was Lang-Po, Spam-Lit, Spoetry and Flarf, the most influential avant garde poetry movement in the past twenty years, the core collective of which I’m a member, turns out to be an admission of bestiality. My girlfriend’s cats are starting to give me weird looks…
While Whiplash has made a hobby out of collecting without consent the names, email addresses, phone numbers and photographs of M.O.Ms, Misfits and presumably other Dogfight players, prowling our personal information, scrounging around in our various sites, blogs and accounts for anything he might twist and try to use against us, obsessing about strangers in a video game forum, I’ve been a latently gay animal f*cker. Who knew?
To the M.O.Ms and Misfits and others who are undoubtedly also closet cases in Whiplash’s cross hairs, I encourage you to come out. It’s a huge relief. Even if my girlfriend’s cats disagree.
A DF player who spent some time in a not-so-private-after-all chat room of Whiplash’s sent me the following quotes of Whiplash talking about his super- secret powder-keg stockpile of damning info about us,
“If you give it up, I will lose everything.”
"if I push and hammer them with everything and they slip loose I have nothing left…”
“…if I always hint at what I found they will know what I mean and don't know what might happen"
These sure sound like the words of a stable, balanced adult to me, yep. I’m a little surprised that Whiplash invests so much of his self-worth in obsessing over someone who’s queer for Claus. But, what a person does with his time and…whatever else he’s doing…is his business. Right?
Okay, only-partly-joking aside; remove Whiplash’s allegedly hetero hard-on for me and M.O.M entirely from the equation, forget all the childishness and bizarre ax grinding. The important take-away here is that harassment, bigotry and homophobia are not funny. No one in the Dogfight community – or anywhere - should have to endure being judged, teased or persecuted on the basis of their sexual orientation, regardless of what a Whiplash might think about it. And he does think about it.
We should assume there are Dogfight players who actually are LGBT and show them the exact same respect we expect to be shown. Whiplash types are free to practice their narrow-mindedness in private. I like to think such destructive ignorance is unwelcome here.
Clearly, all Dogfighters should lock down their personal data lest Whiplash or someone like him decide it’s worth violating, distorting and weaponizing against them to whatever twisted purpose of his. After months of his black ops now Whiplash boasts of, “…the privacy invasion lawsuit I can launch.” I assume he means against me and/or members of M.O.M. Now that would be entertainment.
If his motives weren’t so ugly I’d be mildly amused by the time and effort Whiplash burns thinking about, intruding upon, scheming over me and M.O.M, (and The Misfits, and 420, and etc etc etc) and our private identities, and our aberrant sexuality.
I suppose, though, it is comforting on some level to know that Dogfight has a self-appointed “mom and dad” maintaining Gaywatch over us. (Albeit a dysfunctional mom and dad without a scruple or a clue between them.) Y’know, in case someone turns out to have a boner for the Easter Bunny.