Another marcher in the great parade of brocabulary, from the October 17th New Yorker: broductivity (bro + productivity):
(by Benjamin Schwartz)
So much for the self-satisfied fist bump.
Another marcher in the great parade of brocabulary, from the October 17th New Yorker: broductivity (bro + productivity):
(by Benjamin Schwartz)
So much for the self-satisfied fist bump.
From the NYT on the 7th, “The Rise of the ‘Bromosexual’ Friendship” by Jim Farber, beginning:
A recent ad for the Bravo TV show “Shahs of Sunset” finds two of its male stars lazing on lounge chairs at the beach. Amid a scene of scantily clad sun worshipers, the best friends Reza Farahan and Mike Shouhed gaze at different objects of desire: Mr. Farahan at musclebound guys, Mr. Shouhed at voluptuous women.
Their distinct lusts, which may have alienated gay and straight men from each other in the past, inspire the ultimate gesture of fraternal connection: a fist bump.
Used to be, gay guys were at best wary of straight guys, fearing verbal or physical assaults from them; and straight guys steered clear of gay guys, fearing that homosexuality was a contagious disease and that gay guys were sexual predators. In recent years, being gay has been increasingly normalized, depending on age, social class, education, race/ethnicity, religion, and place of residence. (Times readers are a pretty narrow sampling of the population, so everything in its Style sections, like this story, has to be viewed in context.) In any case, within certain geoups, it’s now common for a straight man to have one or more gay buddies and for a gay man to have one or more straight buddies.
(A men’s underwear posting, racy but not outrageous.)
The Daily Jocks offer from 6/24 (I have a huge underwear backlog), with the ad copy and my caption:
Funky Trunks are back with brand new underwear and swimwear! Australian brand Funky Trunks always provided bright, bold designs and their new collection is no different. You will want to be seen in these, check out full range now!
Hot Wash and
Trunked Up, the
Hard funk boys for
The Aussie Swim ‘n’ Sex
Experience, patrol the
Changing room
Relentlessly
(For Virginia, on her Revolutionary Birthday.)
Virginia Transue writes on Facebook about a piece of public art currently on view in Auburn AL:
The New Yorker has recently been on something of a run with the cartoon meme of the clown and his balloon animal. One (by Ken Krimstein) I haven’t chronicled before, from the October 3rd issue:
Man in hot air balloon, on the right, comes upon clown in giant balloon dog balloon, on the left. How else would a clown go ballooning? (Wordless, of course.)
(Some plain talk about male bodies and man-man sex, but nothing extravagant. Use your judgment.)
Yes, I will make a connection, via my guy Jacques Transue: our anniversary is National Coming Out Day, that’s today. Marky Mark will be involved (because sexy underwear), and finger pointing (thanks to Portlandia) and Kyril Bonfiglioli and men’s ties.
The cover page for two showings of my work, in 2003 at red ink studios in Palo Alto and in 2005 at the Stanford Humanities Center:
The big point here is that I consider these works (and two other sets of collages) to be art — eccentric art, perhaps, but nevertheless art. For many people, this is a problematic claim, so I’m somewhat defensive.
Decidedly phallic funerary memorials have been common since ancient (probably prehistoric) times — presumably, representing aspirations to ascend in death to a new plane of being — but occasionally you come across a funereal erection that seems just remarkably phallic, like this gigantic memorial from Nisky Hill Cemetery in Bethlehem PA:
Hat tip to Ned Deily. And to Frank McQuarry for the tag in the title.
As for that tag: ribbed, studded, and other textured condoms are widely advertised as providing more pleasure for women. Anecdotal reports suggest that some women get no pleasure from them (even finding them irritant), and some get considerable pleasure from them, while men strongly prefer no condoms or extra-thin ones.
About square-jawed as a (high-) masculine physical characteristic, last discussed here back in August (in “Give me some men who are square-jawed men”), with reference to actors in the tv series Murdoch Mysteries (set in Toronto), especially Dylan Neal. Now it’s the series Longmire (set in northern Wyoming), featuring two lead actors with strongly masculine faces, physiques to match, and a strong silent presentation of self as well: Robert Taylor (no, not that Robert Taylor, but the Australian Robert Taylor) as Sheriff Walt Longmire of (the fictional) Absaroka County and Bailey Chase as his deputy Branch Connolly. (A third leading male character, the Cheyenne Indian Henry Standing Bear, is played by Lou Diamond Phillips, appreciatively discussed in a 11/22/15 posting that also outlines the Longmire show.)
(Racy-gaysexy, but, I think, no more than that.)
Today’s Daily Jocks ad (for their Underwear Club, “Fresh underwear every month”), with my caption:
Sharp Suave
Stepped from the
Screening of
Rude Valentino at
Rough Flicks to
Saunter among the
Seats, giving
Himself to his
Hungry fans
The film meme is of the character who steps out of a film’s fantasy world and into the real world.