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The bean flickers are the ones that come closest to getting it.And as much as I and many other kiwis complain about teh gays, I'm also genuinely sympathetic to many of the hardships most of them go through, and it's gross that girls that will never have to understand or go through that make it a bean flick fantasy.
If you tried to make a gay movie without sex or oppression narratives, it'd just be a buddy comedy. Even if they kissed, it'd just be a European buddy comedy.
Gay romantic love isn't a distinct category from comaraderie—it's just incestuous comaraderie (that's why they form piles so easily); it's not "deeper": that'd be like saying you can have a "deeper" relationship with your mom by having sex with her. It'd be gross and absurd.
Your mom "knows" you because you came from her; men come to "know" men through their abilites used in the pursuit of a mutual goal. Only unrelated women come to "know" men through sexuality, because that's the main interface between men and women.
There's an isomorphic link between a man's potencies and the chosen object of his struggle; this holographic image is what women want in men. Every mountain-climber is and becomes himself a mountain. Who with a womb wouldn't want that inside it—to integrate into oneself and reproduce a living mountain?
Conversely, what man wouldn't want to scale the sheer rock face—flanked, taught, and supported by living Rockies, Sierras, and Himalayas? Therefore there are two distinct initiations, equal in honor but distinct in method.
Women even have a leg up: in rare cases women can be comarades, but men can never be wives—only students.
Men learn just as much about each other by discussing sexual fetishism in the abstract as they would by actually having sex with each other, because with men it's never really directly about "each other" as much as it is a third thing they're grasping at together (and perhaps through one another, as in mentorship or—in confused cases—sodomy).
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