Where's My Community ? 3

A reader in Hawaii sent this in response to our earlier posts, Where's My Community 1 and Where's My Community 2. 

I recently moved from an overpriced apartment complex that I could not wait to get out of. For about ten days or so I rented a room in the dorm section of the local YMCA. I had to because single men have a very hard time finding housing in this city. My plans are to housesit for friends the month of June. Their home is located in an affluent section of this island in God's Own Country's 50th state. 

At $45/night this was the lowest price I could find. Oh, I had offers for "executive" rooms with plush chairs and lots of so-called amenities I had no need of. People here will invent ways to try and gouge money from tourists, international students and local residents alike. Landlords like these act like street hustlers. 

The two dorm floors looked like something out of a third-world country. It was filthy. I am quite certain that among the men who call the dorm rooms "home" there is a gay contingent. I've caught a few trying to get a sneak-peek of me in the (not very clean) showers. They just gaze and stare -despite the stench. A few like to stand at a urinal just outside the showers area. There are no shower curtains on the floor I was staying on. 

Most of the men here are in their 60s and 70s. No one smiles here, not even the staff. It was quite depressing. The place is not clean despite the maids who work there. All they do is sweep the floors and make the beds. 

At least two of the men pee in the hall, and one has defecated from time to time there. He throws a towel over his mess outside his door.  

My window faced a highway. The roar of engines from buses and trucks made sound sleeping a luxury. 

The loneliness is so thick you could cut it with a knife. If they were not here they would be living in the streets or homeless shelters. Or, they would be dead. 

There is a language school near here with mostly college-aged Asian students. A few live on the third floor. I feel for them. No, they are not gay. They say that they live there because greedy landlords have gouged them of money in the apartment complexes nearby. Aloha spirit? That's gone. So the YMCA staff try to look after them. The students do not smile. As for the school, the only thing they care about is getting tuition money.  

I wish that the gay bar and club scene gym bunny types could see this. I wonder how many will end up in place like this? Many of the new or renovated construction YMCA facilities are eliminating residences like this. You've written about the economically poor f_gs and what a dismal future they face. The negativity is overwhelming. Those men -gay and straight- have no future. I would like to grab the parents of the students there, show them the trash pit they've sentenced their sons to and scream at them for such a crime. 

I just left that place this morning. In less than twenty minutes I was in a part of this island where affluence is common. The malls and streets are clean. People here are genuinely happy. They have good reason to be. 

FuelMix says:

1.  It's our suspicion that Gay Ageism is a time bomb - not just because of the sheer number of Baby Boomers attempting to retire at once (we say "attempting" because in the West, so many are economically fucked that they either can't retire or are attempting to get back into the work force or are attempting to prolong their employment), but because the typical Fag "lifestyle" is a Party-Hard, Consumption Driven, Drug-Ingesting, Porn & Grindr-Surfing, Live-For-Today-Tomorrow-Is-Another-Hangover treadmill, with a high casualty rate of:

• chronic underachievers;
• chronic emotional and psychological issues;
• drug addiction;
• poor physical health;
• poor financial habits;
• erratic or part-time or longstanding employment with no prospects;
• poor interpersonal skills;
• loneliness; 
• emptiness;

2.  In the West, we've seen several of the low-grade hostel type accommodation to which you referred. Most were owned by slum landlords who showed no interest in any improvement or renovation.  Our purely unscientific assessment was to note how close they were to gay bars and saunas.  Sometimes too close.  Being perpetually curious, we were horrified to discover the state they were actually in.  We agree that many were literally toilets so your description of guys shitting in the hallways didn't surprise us.

3.  However, if this is the condition of your local YMCA, we're shocked.  They're very much behind the times in Hawaii. In other countries, certainly in Very Rich Megacity, they're competing with 3 and 4 star hotels with prices to match.

4.  We're not suggesting that every ageing gay man will end up shitting in the corridor of a dorm hostel, but we are alleging that very little is being done in "the community" **vomit** (regular readers already know what we think of THAT phrase) about an impending demographic and economic time bomb that may be complicated by health and emotional issues. The thing that strikes us is how quickly fags will shriek for a government handout, but how slowly they will invest in enduring infrastructure for their own kind (besides gay clothing-optional resorts where the jacuzzi, the bar and the In-House masseur's mouth are all open 24 hours).  That was really the point of Parts 1 and 2 of this series.

5.  As we pointed out to a stupid white fag (former) acquaintance of ours - who couldn't get his head around our thought processes - safe gay sex goes way beyond a condom. In other words, there has to be protection against disease AND there has to be protection against social and personal degeneration.

Thank you for writing in.
 

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