Ridiculous Men of the PNW

 Who Raised the Gay Men of Seattle?

Because I would really like to have a word with them about some of the choices that were made about teaching them manners, respect, directness, and honesty. I've lived in cities across the United States from Fort Lauderdale to San Francisco, and nowhere in all my travels have I encountered a population of men so ill equipped to participate in normal adult interactions without any care for the impact their actions have on the people around them. 

Case in point: There is a frequent practice here in Seattle of using the various gay hookup apps as time sucking prank machines. Men will engage in conversation, being flirtatious and giving the impression that they have an interest in meeting in person to get better acquainted with someone. They flatter and talk dirty and brag about all the things they're going to do when they get there, or conversely, solicit a litany of naughty things that will be done to them when they arrive. But they have absolutely no intention of ever arriving! 

They produce excuses and keep the flame burning again and again with the promise that they are on their way. They offer just enough information about their whereabouts to keep a guy on the hook for the meet up they have planned, and after hours have passed without any sign of them on the doorstep, they either block the guy whose time they wasted or delete their account and evaporate into the sea of anonymous profiles without pictures or useful information about themselves. I have been ghosted so often here in Seattle; I've begun to think my asshole is haunted.

Some of them do it just for dirty talk. They get off on the fantasy and have no intention whatsoever of meeting the other person face-to-face for sex. They are easy enough to spot, because if the dirty talk stops, they move on to the next potential source of spank bank material. 

Nefarious Example 1

Others have more nefarious motives behind their performance of this ritual. They get enjoyment out of the frustration and emotional distress that a series of such fruitless encounters can cause in a man. In fact, there are more verifiably malevolent men living in Seattle than I have ever experienced anywhere in the world. The plots and subterfuge that goes into their long games of manipulation and deceit rivals any intelligence agency's bag of tricks. These monsters live off the honest work of others, always on the lookout for opportunities to take. They scheme and grift to pocket what they want from the trusting men they target, and ghosting is just a means of making a clean getaway after they've fleeced their marks completely.

Delicate Soul Example 1

And finally, there are the hypersensitive conflict avoiders who will go to absurd lengths and deliver passive-aggressive signals that are meant to inform someone that they would appreciate it if he would dismiss himself on their behalf, because they are simply too nice a person to be so rude or direct about such a possible feelings-hurty subject. Directness, in fact seems to be something these men find sus. They will delete conversations instead of blocking an unwanted fellow's advances permanently, presumably because to block someone is a microaggression and is therefore tantamount to physical violence as far as these delicate do-gooders are concerned. 

It begs the question why they are on these apps and sites at all. One would think that such a minefield of potential conflict would tend to wear on their pious little souls enough to dissuade them from using them. But I suppose enough of them find enough of the type they are into that it's worth it for them to endure running into a mouthy old codger like me occasionally. 

Hot Guy Sex Example 1

I suppose one might also ask why, with all the aggravation these guys generate do I continue to use the various hookup apps and sites. It's a question I ask myself regularly. I guess it's because I do find enough sex with hot guys to make the frustrating ones worth the effort, as long as I get to brag about the hot ones I get and berate the fragile time-wasting ones publicly here in my blog.