I was born in downtown toronto 49 years ago. We were the first family
to have a child (me) in what was to become toronto's ghetto. It's at
the corner of Parliament and Gerrard if you know Toronto. It's an
extraordinarily rough place. Not much of a ghetto though. My father was
a junkie, race track hot walker and my mother didn't want me. Dad
graduated to cab driver and we didn't see him again. Later we moved to
vancouver and to what I called the daddy of the week club. My mom, who
hadn't ever really wanted a kid abondoned me. I went first from family
member to family member. When sexual abuse by a male was introduce I
was moved into "the system" where sexual abuse was part of the daily
routine. I developed my own heroin habit and worked the streets as a
male prostitute for men. I was there from about 14 to 26 years old.
I've seen thngs most wouldn't allow themselves to imagine. The first
person I whipped was a naked old man who'd paid me a $100 dollars to do
so. I liked it. I still like it. I prefer it with women and really
don't do men since I got off the streets.
I don't agree with much about the online scene and it's real life
extensions. I remember trying to find like minded people when there was
no internet and I remember whipping old men for money.
Having said that. I'm pretty funny in the driest possible sarcastic
hateful way and it's going to be fun arguing the ins and outs of
this...wait I mean learning the ins and outs of this particular
discussion group...
btw, I have my own children and I adore them. Never raised my hand to
them and hardly ever even my voice.
Richard