From Daddy Issues To Cyber-Lynching

In various Facebook posts, I've talked about how some gay males daddy issues are manifested by sexualizing those daddy issues by persuing guys old enough to be their father. I have also said that I would be honest as to how I have my own daddy issues, male abandonment issues, namely. and that I would come forward and address those issues in greater detail. Telling how they came to manifest themselves in my own relationships.

Be it Danny, Toby, or most recently, Douglas Sanders, if it seemed that my talking about them bordered on obsession, there's a reason for it.

It's because unlike the other unnamed guys that I've been involved with, those aforementioned guys were failures because they did to me what my father did to my Mom.

They all laid the groundwork for something great to happen out of our time together, and when it became time to man-up, and up the ante on the directions our words, actions, and time spent together was heading, ...they bailed.

Danny laid the groundwork when he took my phone number at The (now thankfully closed) Roxy and called me a day or 2 later in the wee hours of the morning after he got off from work. Toby laid the groundwork when he propositioned me, didn't follow through, so he got rejected by me, but when given another chance, stepped his game up and didn't start following through by proving to be a self-destructive trouble-making drunk. And Douglas laid the groundwork when he invited me to attend his church, cooked for me the day before, let me spend the night in his bed that night and the night after going to his church, then after 4 months of wasting my time on my dime backpedaled because of his religious hypocrisy. Such actions should make it more understandable as to how I see my father's cowardice, therefore giving birth to the hatred I feel for these guys after giving so much of my emotional, mental, and creative self to them.

My cyber-lynching of these guys is how my daddy issues have manifested themselves. Now, these are not the only guys I've been involved with. I have blog posts and poems proving there are other guys. However, what made me part ways with those unnamed guys just warranted a poem or two (like "You Can Say Never"), or to be lumped into being the motivations for my vlog, "10 Reasons Why I Am Single".

I don't know how much (or if at all) Danny or Toby have improved from being the emotional cripples they were when I was involved with them. I do know that Douglas has not changed. And it should have made my latest tale of him disturbing to us all. For this crystal meth-smoking, popper-fried brained, sexually racist emotionally cripple coward of life is now allowed to officiate weddings and even worst...give people counseling???!!! All because the predominately black church in St, Andrews' Church's basement, Rivers NY is a fucked up enough dysfunction-enabling group to ordain him a minister, Like I said of them before, they're quick to take money, but if they were really on the up-and-up, Douglas would not have been ordained without getting extensive counseling himself to which my latest tale of him would not have been allowed. For that reason, it's a scary thought how many lives might be put in such self-loathing hands. And putting people on notice of that is what I am doing with those memory flashes of anger.

Now, some of the more stereotypical snarky gays reading this are probably saying, "That's why you can't keep no man. 'Cuz when things go wrong, you're go talk about 'em. So nobody wants to be bothered with you."

Well, what should I do? Stay quiet and enable their ignorance. When putting them on blast might be the wake-up call to make them straighten up and fly right. Plus, I've said it before, that if he is confident enough with the goodness of his heart, he will take that chance.

Now, while it's an odd time to revert back to my porn career, but a good example lies there...

I had a heated email exchange once with Chris Steele of Jet Set Men about his lack of Black male porn actors. Chris Steele, referring to my calling out Tyson Cane on his numerous displays of social ineptitude tried to say that I would have probably talked about him like I did Tyson Cane. And my response to him was that if Tyson Cane didn't disrespect me and my scene partners, there would be nothing bad to say. And I told Chris Steele that I would have nothing bad to say about him if he had done me right. Proof that I'm a man of my word on that is my continued friendship with Ben Marksman,...the director of my last porno, "All Out Assault" - who hired me even after reading numerous disparaging blog posts of mine about various porn actors and directors. If he wasn't confident in his own goodness, that hiring would not have happened, and that friendship would not be still continuing.

My point is that the same goes for any guy involving themselves with me. If he is truly confident and not misled of his worthwhile ethics by someone (like family, friends, job, or church group), then he will stand by all of his actions, instead of running from them. So even if things still go south, we can part ways with me respecting him, as I have actually had some amicable parting of the ways with some guys.

But how can I respectfully part ways with someone who relies on modern technology to drag out their cowardice by texting instead of accepting my invitation to actually talk the way Danny, Toby, and Douglas did? Or how can you respectfully part ways with someone whose cowardice (drawn out for any length of time) reminds me of that of my father?

The answer is you can't respectfully part ways with them. Especially, when their behavior mimics that of a bad parent. Thereby making it all too understandable why one like myself is pushed to such extreme to vent as I have been over these guys. For even if you move on, as I have,...you will never forget.

I'll Fix That Bitch...With A Porn Cover?!

During a recent Friday night outing with friends, they told me of how they came across a DVD that had me on the cover on TLA.com's porn section of the website. I reminded them that I was on the cover for one of my movies. Its title was "The Booth". The picture of me had lousy coloring, which matches how the lack of chemistry between me and the scene partner I wound up having sex with made it a lousy scene.

Well, it turns out that wasn't the DVD they were speaking of. It was a compilation DVD. Now, I am aware that there is a compilation DVD out there with one or more of my scenes on it. I've know of this DVD for at least a couple of years now, but I'm not on the cover. I told them this, and they responded by telling me that the compilation DVD they were speaking of was new.

Sunday, I finally got around to going to TLA Video's website to search for this DVD. So I typed my old porn name, "Tre Xavier", and a line of thumbnails pop up,...with the first thumbnail being of this compilation DVD my friends mentioned, with a picture of me and Shorty J on the front. A photo I fondly remember being taken the day we shot our scene together for the movie "The Interview". I then clicked on the thumbnail, and when I put the mouse over the image, it showed the backcover. And what do you think I found?

It turns out...I was large on the backcover as well.

Surrounded by a bunch of screenshots. Enough screenshots to conclude that at least 3 of my 10 scenes from my porn career are on that DVD.

Also, not only is it new. TLA Video isn't shipping it out until December 5th. So my friends were right, it is new. Not the scenes, but the compilation. Because the scenes that I saw screenshots of on the cover are from movies I did 7 or 8 years ago. That point must be made clear because some might think that everyone on that DVD is still in the business. Meanwhile, I can definitely tell you how for myself, that is damn sure not the case. I officially bid the porn industry "adieu" a little over 5 years ago.

Moments like this is why I've been urging guys for years that if they want to get in the porn industry that this is what they have to expect. I knew all of the following facts beforehand, but this is the first time I'm actually experiencing it myself. Facts like:
     The fact that you have no control over your image.
     The fact that you have so little control that if the studio owning it allows use of your image, while the studio gets paid, you will never get a single penny for that photo, or your scene.
     The fact that the industry is so plagued with self-serving fuckheads that they will never consult you as to whether or not they can use your image. So if you want your porn persona to disappear, it will never happen. For your desires in the situation are irrelevant to them.

Keep in mind that since my departure from the porn industry, I have been very vocal about the shadiness of it by telling fact like that, as well as the poor social skills of director Tyson Cane. For this reason, I suspect that my being so vocal about those shortcomings is why my image was used. This is not me having a case of overblown ego and paranoia. It's because both the front and back cover photos of me are from photoshoots I did with Tyson Cane. And I know as much as the industry tries to downplay my existence, for mainly them, my name has become synonymous with citing the wrongs of their industry. So I think my image showing up on that DVD cover was way more than just a "he's a hot guy" reasoning. I suspect it was more a "I'll show that bitch for getting on a high horse about us - let's make his past with us a fact he can't escape!" reasoning.

Well, I'm blessed in regards to the fact that I have never tried to hide my porn past. In fact, I've used it to get me on the road I am on now. Such as my presently working at the high-end sex shop, The Pleasure Chest. Working there gives me less reason to need that past buried. Probably an unlikely scenario if I was still working at the law firm of Kenyon & Kenyon LLP. So the only weird part of it is how my co-workers can so easily see my endowment...and Tyson Cane's caking on of make-up and excessive photoshop for porn actors in his movies.

So am I mad about this. Truth be told, with all I have said, I'm one part flattered, another part pissed (simply for the motive I suspect is at play), and another part glad that contrary to Tyson Cane's size-queen antics, the world now sees that I actually do have a nice-sized cock. One that a good number of guys have before & since found addictive and pleasurable. ;-)

Mr. Big Fuck

Porn has taught you that your big dick

Will make the gay boys and straight girls swoon

Well, stepping to me with porn as your teacher

Is going to be your doom

I’m going to read you as to how lame you are

It’s a truth overdue to unfurl

I’ll tell of your cockiness laced with lacking skill

Shaming you to the world

You think all you need to do is poke a hole with your pole

And from the pleasure, I’ll quiver and quake

Bitch, me doing fake moaning like that of a porno

Is the only thing keeping me the fuck awake!

Invent some moves, learn the definition of “rhythm”

Instead of being a citizen of Rhythm-LESS Nation

For what you give is far from pleasure

Instead, they’re annoying, awkward sensations

You snicker at the guy with a 5” dick

Still thinking your bigger is better

Well, he makes me moan in bliss for real

And sweat fine like a swine

So the bed ends up a hell of a lot wetter

I am horny to take his 5” again

After being bored to tears by your 11

For he knows how to work that 5

And take me to Heaven

Maybe you’re used to sluts that don’t do Kegels

Loosey-goosey holes wide like the Grand Canyon

After letting porn tell them, “Go big! Go wide! Go long!”

So to feel anything, big just laying there is enough to stand

Trust me, the problem is not me, it’s you

I do my Kegels all the time

So explain why I’m bored out of my gourd

Meanwhile, my tightness blows your mind

Mr. Big Fuck

Who do you think you are?

Mr. Big Fuck?!

You said your big dick would take me to the stars

Well, Mr. Big Fuck

Try getting a refund on the porn you used for sex ed

Because Mr. Big Fuck

The only think big besides your dick is your ego

And neither are good enough for my bed
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Yes, porn especially has repeatedly told us that when it comes to cock size, "bigger is better". Well, to be honest, I have been bored out of my fucking mind while filming the scenes with 2 of the biggest dicks I've ever worked with Tamar Tyson in "The Booth", and gay-for-pay bitch in denial Double R from "Love of The Dick IV". And I must sight "Love of The Dick IV" because it is a movie too many are gullible enough to believe that to have been a hot scene of mine.

These 2 moronic directors are not the only ones who thought that these guys were very likely good fucks because of their "big dicks". Too many porn movies have been made to push this idea along, and I have slammed them in the process as well. With that said, proof of how bigger is not always better is 1)how I never raved about the sex with Tamar Tyson, and 2)contrary to a blog post I wrote for Pitbull Productions some years ago, know that I was paid to blog for Pitbull Productions, and the truth is the sex with Double R was FUCKIN' LOUSY. Hence why I made him the model for the avatar for the Soundcloud file of "Mr. Big Fuck".

Now, not all guys with big dicks are lousy fucks. After all, I did write "The Great Gotten From Gotti" about how good Favian Gotti's big dick was. The problem is that those of us with tight enough holes and skill (few of us as they are) can all agree that we have had way more Double Rs than we have had Favian Gottis.

The Great Gotten From Gotti

Every porn actor has a scene partner with whom they’ve had the best sex with, in spite of all the going and stopping involved in making a porn scene. And with 8 movies, 10 scenes, and 14 scene partners from movies alone, my time in porn is no different.

The name my scene partner went by was Favian Gotti.

He was a tall, slim Latino and didn’t say much. In fact, the most he said to me after walking in the room was “Hello”, and “Goodbye” after we wrapped.

It was an orgy scene. Me and one of the other guys, Shorty J, who I did a scene with just the day before, doubled-teamed sucking on Favian’s big dick.

There was another guy in the scene, who was also tall and slim, but his name slips my mind. Now, while I like all fit body types, I have a weakness for tall, slim guys. But Favian seemed to have an aura about him that had me hoping he was to be my top. And once the sex started, my wish came true. I got Favian, and Shorty J got fucked by the other guy.

Favian tried putting his dick in me, then blurted out, “Damn, his hole is tight”. Because while editing makes it look easy, like most of my scene partners and off-camera playmates before and since him, it took him about 5 – 10 minutes to get in my hole. I’ve been saying it for years, DO YOUR KEGELS, GUYS! They work for males, as well as females.

Anyway, once inside me, Favian started fucking me doggy style. I just thought to myself, “Oh my God! What is this man’s dick made of! Because it feels fuckin’ amazing!”

I know in orgy scenes in porn, the guys often switch partners at some point. Well, call me stingy, but I didn’t want to switch. And I was glad that while it was suggested at one point by the director, a switch never happened. And I think Favian was just as happy for that as I was. Proof of that will be told at the end.

 At some point, I wound up on the floor lying on my stomach to get fucked. My ass cheeks never stopped jiggling. From either me throwing my ass upward onto his long cock, or him banging my ass putting that long cock God only knows how many inches deep inside me. And with each thrust inside me, I kept tightening my sphincter around his dick. Because like a farmer squeezes a cow’s tit to get milk, I was trying to milk his dick to make him cum. For it was an ongoing fantasy of mine that never came to fruition to make a scene partner cum inside the condom, even though for porn, he’s suppose to cum from jerking off right after the sex.

I moaned and moaned in pleasure. To the point that I actually forgot that I was even on a porn set. So what brought me back to reality?

Our socially inept fucktard of a director, Tyson Cane yelling “Annnnd CUT!”

With sex that good, it’s no doubt that while I maintained my calm and said nothing, I wanted to respond by saying, “Mutha fucka, WHAT?!”

For not only was Tyson Cane interrupting an amazing lay, which was a much needed release after following the porn industry’s rule of no sexual activity to ejaculate for at least 48 hours, including masturbation. But over the past couple of days, 1)Tyson Cane insulted the sexual egos of both Shorty J and myself, and any real director knows that you don’t insult a porn actors sexual ego, especially before a scene. For their sexual ego is their tool to do a good job. So insulting it can make them vengeful; and 2) Tyson Cane’s cheap ass was paying me only half for this orgy what I got paid for my 1-on-1 scene with Shorty J the day before. And ethnic porn actors don’t make much as it is. Which means that while he paid me only $300 for my scene with Shorty J, I was only getting $150 for this orgy scene.

Anyway, like the idea of a switch, I also think Favian didn’t much care for the interruption. For after Tyson Cane yelled “Cut”, I was about to get up, but couldn’t. It wasn’t because Favian fucked me so hard that my ass muscles, sphincter, and thighs hurt so much that I couldn’t move. Actually, the adrenaline of that hot fuck made me feel no soreness of any of those muscles until maybe the next day. The reason I couldn’t get up was because even after the director yelled “Cut”, with his long cock moving very slowly, back and forth, in and out of my ass….Favian was still fucking me.

And giving not one bit of a damn how much longer his being inside made this shoot go, and possibly piss off the director, I had no intention of stopping Favian Gotti.

Lights! Camera! Now FUCK!/How Lust Should Be

This past Friday, I presented 2 pieces for my presentation for the erotica open mic event, Titillating Tongues. One was my anti-porn/pro-exhibitionism poem that I mentioned before, "Lights! Camera! Now FUCK!", and the other was a short sexy song countering what we see in porn by stating what should be in porn. Hence why the song was entitled, "How Lust Should Be".

With the audio from that night, I made 2 slideshow videos using sexy photos to help tell the story of the pieces. Including photos by PhotoFreedom, myself, and the overly photoshopped work of one my former porn directors, Tyson Cane.


Now, if watching videos isn't your thing then simply read the lyrics to both pieces, and don't focus on the pictures. Either way, ENJOY.

Before I go any further, let me say that Titillating Tongues is a great event. Hence why I've been attending it just about every month for a little more than a year now. However, if you live in or are visiting NYC at the time of one, the event could seriously use some gay male representation besides myself as both performers and audience members. For since it is an event meant to be welcoming to all orientations, there is no excuse to cut our gay selves off. Especially when one of the things the fight for gay rights claims is to want entertainment that is more inclusive and accepting of homosexuality. Well, look no further. You have it here. So staying away makes our community seem untrustworthy by being overflowing with hypocrites. So let's show we're better than that, shall we?

With that said, if I'm able to attend the next one, I do hope to see you there.

New Tyson Tirade (Insert Laugh Here)

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R.I.P. Tré Xavier - Porn Actor

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Tyson Cane ...REVIVAL?!

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Arch Required For My Foe, The Faux-Ass

This is me making up for the venting I did on Friday. It's all about the ass.

During my photoshoots with Tyson Cane, one thing I've always hated in his shoots was him making me pose with my back arched. People who conform and stick to formulas lack individuality, therefore they are people who annoy the holy fuck out of me. And as much as I tried to ignore it, asking me to arch my back was a clear sign of Tyson Cane being one such person. He was so stuck on a formula, instead of making up new rules based on the reality in front of him. That formula being what I refer to as the "faux-ass", the practice of porn models arching their back during a photoshoot in order to give the impression that the model has a protruding ass that isn't really there. And this is usually done with White models who may have nice asses, but not the great asses that protrude as much as they want you to believe.
Now, I don't really praise my ass much, but with the reality in front of his face being that I'm a Black man with a protruding derriere, every time Tyson Cane told me to arch my back, I was so on the edge of screaming, "WOULD YOU GET A MOTHER FUCKIN' CLUE?! I DON'T NEED TO ARCH MY BACK, BECAUSE GUESS WHAT....I HAVE AN ASS, YOU DUMB ASS! IN FACT, I HAVE ENOUGH ASS THAT I COULD SHARE THE FUCKIN' WEALTH!!!!"
Now to answer those of you who may be asking, "Yo Tré, then why don't you share the wealth?"
Well, I must say to answer that, I just feel this is what God gave me, you guys like it, so in this regard ---- I'm going to be a stingy bitch.
I may have a nice ass, but I'm no Raphael Alencar.

A pillow with drool-guard should be molded from that beauty specimen of ass, because I would definitely be licking and drooling on it from the second I lay my head on it, and continue that as I sleep.
When I see them use that pose of arching the back, or shots taken a special angle on all these mediocre-ass-having models, I start paraphrasing the famous line from this scene in the movie, "Crocodile Dundee".

So in this case, I look at guys like that and say, "That's not an ass ----", I then turn around and drop trou, point to my backside, and continue with, "

----that's an ASS.

Thanks to the racism I've seen in the adult industry, as much as I hate it, I have to say that to myself to remember as much as these bigoted studio heads try ignoring the beauty of well-endowed Black booty, I, and my fellow fine-assed Black porn actors are still hot, lust-instilling commodities with no arch required.

I will admit, there are some White models who never, ever have to arch their back or have a special angle used for a photo to make them appear to have junk in the trunk. To use thsoe tricks in their photos is just as it is in my photos - overkill. So for them, I would love to lay on my back, with heels pointed to heaven, and massage those 2 plump round mounds during and in between every thrust into my ass.
I'll even name my favorite to prove my point.
T.J. Cummings - Even though he's a straight porn actor, I have lusted for this man before I started really watching gay porn. Although, as it turns out, as I watched more gay porn, I discovered he has a gay porn past (under the name "Nick Steele"). That is one White guy with an ass that has the juiciness usually associated with a Black booty. And that ass is why he is my all-time favorite American straight porn actor. I wish he would come back to gay porn, just once - for me.
Now, I could have made my point in a sentence or two, but I do believe that this way was more entertaining. That point being, that if a studio wants to show off a great ass, then find a model with a great ass. Get off your "White is the only beauty" regimen, and stop using bullshit back-arching and photo angles to create illusions. Find models, who have the real thing no matter what color they are.

Finally Tastin' Chocolate

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Photographic Evolution Towards 2009

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Lovin' Sex Party Lustin'

As you've seen from my postings of this blog that I've been to a good number of sex parties since my years out . Cum Monkey, All Male Party, Hot Jocks Party, and most recently NY Jock Party. Knowing that, some may wonder what do I find so appealing about sex parties. I once briefly dated a guy who was a counselor went into psychology mode saying that because of my 1st sexual experience being an orgy that I was automatically drawn to a group sex scenario.

That's sheer psycho-babbling generalization, because I was into orgies before I lost my virginity. Back then, I was buying mostly straight pornos, most of them by Sunshine Films with the themes of what? Orgies and sex parties.

I think my being drawn to sex parties stems from my seeing that America is so sexually repressed that I greatly enjoy seeing a group of people in a sexually-free environment. It is America's repressive rules about sex being broken as a pleasing sight live and in the flesh - pun most certainly intended.

While I usually enjoy the sex parties I attend, there are instances that I'm sure everyone has encountered like what I'm about to describe. There was a guy there who seemed like he just had to have me. I thought maybe he knew who I was. I however, wanted no parts of him, mainly because he reminded me of a larger version of Tyson Cane. And based on my past posts about my feelings towards him, there was no way I would have let that guy's cock in me. I felt it was kind of me to allow him to touch me, but that was as far as I would go without reciprocating the touch. I've seen other patrons when they're not interested won't allow that much. BUT at one point, my kindness was clearly taken advantage of. I was bent over wanting a guy I was fooling around with named Steve to enter me while I sucked off another, and I felt a cock entering my hole thinking it was the one I was fooling around with. But something made me stop and turn around, and I was extremely annoyed to find that it was the Tyson Cane look-alike trying to enter me. I felt that as many times as I ignored his advances before this incident, he should have got the point that I wasn't going to willingly be fucked by him. So from that point on, no matter who I was fooling with, I turned myself away from his touch.

The rest of the night was exactly what I love about a sex party. So thanks to the stud I hooked up with and recommended the NY Jock Party, where a hot guy with a hot bod is a requirement. I was pleased to see hot guy after hot guy fucking and making me want to fuck them or the hot guy near me. You see, I believe there are 3 levels of how sex happens at a sex party. They either 1) just have sex (can you say boring?); 2) fuck; or 3) FUUUUCK . One big muscular guy fucked me, and was a little rough with me. I guess he got that rare occasion when a big guy trying to put my aggressive bottoming self in line actually turns me on. Then there was the aforementiond hottie named Steve who was a little taller than me, and he FUUUUCKED me. I hope to see the muscular guy the next time I go there, but Steve got my email address and phone number, so I definitely hope to make plans for a more drawn out performance.

Well until then, I guess I'll go to Bana Pool Party tonight and gawk at hot guys in swim trunks and bikinis. And if any of those aforementioned hot prospects get an encore, maybe I'll kiss, fuck, and tell. Or - maybe I won't.

Elaboration On Asian Studs....

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Shhhh....It's A Small Community

Within the past year, I've discovered that there is a moronic and spineless rule that it seems many follow in the gay porn industry.That rule being that since the gay porn community is a small community, if you're an actor with a gripe with someone, you don't publicly speak ill of them by naming names.

Such a thing was suggested of me when I told a friend I was going to blog about Tyson Cane's unprofessional behavior. For that same reason, some people came to me in shock because I wrote about Pierre Fitch's (a.k.a. Pierre Bitch's) racist tirade. And another friend's response to me addressing Michael Lucas' ego trip by him or his (at least at the time) revolving door of casting directors calling me into his offices 4 times over a 2 year span to no avail was, "You shouldn't alienate possible future employers."

My response was, "Hello! What part of '4 times in 2 years' do you not understand that you can't compute working for Michael Lucas is not going to happen?! "

I would like to know why does my naming names in these situations seem so odd. I could see if I have something to gain that's worthy of pride from association with any of them even though that is the kind of behavior they exhibit. But since that is not the case, I don't see the reason for the jaw-dropping because I'm not burning any necessary bridges. After all, this is the porn industry. Unless you have a mental defect, you will not find it a life or death need to be in it.

This worries me because I believe it is a clear sign of the weak-mindedness and conformity that is plaguing not just the gay porn community, but our society as a whole. In any industry, the reason racism, ego trips, and overall unprofessional behavior prevail is because so many weak people allow it to prevail by not speaking of its existence. Thereby making themselves nowhere near being part of the solution, but instead a HUGE part of the problem. We all should be in workplaces that if the plagues of racism and ego trips exist to a massive degree, then steps should be taken to have them eradicated. And the start of that eradication is by putting the word out of its existence and make it heard loud and clear that it is not worthy of tolerance. Loud and clear to the point that it breaks down the wall put up by those who are either guilty and/or in denial.

This is the reason I speak out on these issues. I feel the reason I stand alone in stating how I feel is because being that what is considered "mainstream porn" is dominated by Whites, they benefit from the racism, and due to a lack of humanity by way of selfishness, they won't publicly consider other races their brother in humanity and take a stand on their behalf. Plus, most actors of color don't have the support I have of fellow bloggers like Victor Hoff of Men Of Color Blog and Ka-os to make their feelings known and help that knowledge spread.

Another reason I speak out on these issues, and am greatly disappointed by many who are in the position of speaking out and get well-received is because if no one says anything, changes don't take place. At no point in history has change come about by people just saying "Shhhh! Don't say anything is wrong".

If people lived by that mindset during slavery times, slavery would have never been abolished, the Civil Rights movement would have never taken place, and the movement for gays to be treated the same as straights would not have come as far as it has. This makes gays out to be hypocrites, because even while the gay community as a whole is considered small, so many within it are quick to shout how they want the right to marry, yet when it's time for that same small community to take a stand against racism, I find myself surrounded by a bunch of spineless beings who earn the derogatory term for gay men, "faggots".

So we need to open our mouths calling out the culprits who display racism, ego trips, and etc. not just for the sake of bettering the porn industry, but for the sake of bettering ourselves as human beings. And that goes for you, no matter what ethnicity, orientation, gender, or age you may be. I'll close by reiterating in saying - these plagues need to be eradicated - NOW!