Brokeback Mountain

I made the mistake of telling my "girlfriends I had seen Brokeback Mountain. Well, from then on it is "Katie bar the door" as my Dad would say--one a retired San Fran fireman, one has his own business--a precious jewels dealer and the other a retired CHPs (Highway Patrol) guy. They carried on about me seeing the movie and I had a hard time explaining it. Broken down, it really is merely a story of relationships, just so happens the priciples are men.

Each of the "girlfriends" had wild tales to pass along about gays. I fear slightly homophobic, based on one's definition. The fireman told the story about once when they went down to fight a fire, about eight buildings. One of them contained an S and M place with all the whips, leather, etc.; and, all the participants had pictures, really funny according to my bud.

And, of course, as a macho fireman would, he made a big laughing deal out of all the weirdoes. This led into a discussion of that whole scene from Pulp Fiction. Then the CHPs guy told about three of them chasing a guy into a gay bar in SF and all these guys in leather chaps with their rears hanging out and one guy with a lease, actually three tied around his "just guess" and said it was for him to be their slaves.

I often don't know what to make of such. Of course, in San Fran, the bizarre is normal. The interesting thing about the fireman's story is that some of the gays sued the City because the firemen took the pictures, wouldn't let them back in the place. And, they won. Well, that was fodder for the conversation. Got to love it.