Add a touch of artistry and an image of the male body is enhanced by an aura of mystery. Jim Ferringer has a creative gift and the imagination to accentuate the work of Mother Nature. All of these sensuous images can be purchased on prints or greeting cards here.
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By Meghan McNamara; The Post, Ohio University
In about seven years as a bisexual, Jody Zupancic encountered her share of misconceptions, from the assumption that she would be open to a threesome to the idea that she simultaneously could have a girlfriend and a boyfriend.
Until she began dating her girlfriend exclusively in December, Zupancic considered herself bisexual since she was 14 and remembers the way friends and family interpreted her sexuality.
“They assume that you’re confused and you’re going through a phase,” said Zupancic, an Ohio University senior studying history who now identifies as a lesbian.
Women who engage in bisexual behavior, however, frequently are viewed as the object of male sexual gratification instead of partners in a relationship, Zupancic said, adding that popular culture contributes to this misconception.
“It’s more of a social thing instead of a more sexual and emotional thing,” she said, referring to the term “barsexual,” which refers to a drunken make-out session between two straight female friends.
But when it comes to men and bisexuality, Ellyn Ruthstrom, president of the Bisexual Resource Center, finds it difficult to think of a pop culture example.
Some sexual researchers seek to prove that male bisexuality doesn’t exist while many film and television story lines involving bisexual women only skim the surface, Ruthstrom said.
“I don’t think I’ve really seen something that really delves deeply into a bisexual woman’s perspective,” she said “A lot of times those women are performing for men. I think that’s really unfortunate that that’s perceived as bisexuality.”
When it comes to men, bisexuality is often viewed as form of denial for gay feelings instead of a legitimate sexual orientation, Ruthstrom said.
Other people view bisexuality as a bridge between heterosexuality and coming out as gay or lesbian instead of an orientation, said Mickey Hart, director of OU’s Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual and Transgender Center.
“(Bisexuality) doesn’t fit neatly into you’re either this or that. The reality is that there’s a whole spectrum in between,” he said. “It’s not about having men and women at the same time. More often than not it’s about having a committed relationship with a man or a woman.”
When it comes to dating as a bisexual, Zupancic said it was sometimes difficult to find understanding for her sexual orientation.
“If I told a lesbian I was bisexual, there’s less of a chance that she would take me seriously as someone to date,” she said, adding that men seem to regard bisexual women differently.
“The men think it’s insignificant, for fun and not that the woman would actually leave the man for another woman.”
If a guy’s belly and love-handles hang over his waistline, I can understand why he might shy away from wearing a Speedo. But what about the skinnier guys? What’s up with those baggy outfits that sag down to the knees? How do you swim in them? Obvious isn’t it, male indoctrination, American style. Never mind how comfortable they are, or sexy, or the fact they make swimming so much more pleasant . . . “real” men would never be caught dead in a Speedo. Too bad.
Yellow Speedos
When I lived in New Mexico, one of many memorable experiences was having a governor like Gary Johnson. A thoughtful, logical man, he never shied away from speaking his mind, no matter how politically unpopular his position might be. I have never admired a politician more. He wasn’t afraid to sanction the legalization of drugs (he believed people either will or will not use drugs whether they are legal or not, and that the war on drugs only plays into the hands of criminals), nor was he afraid to get out and do a little jogging in his Speedo. (Sorry, no picture of the Governor.)
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If you can’t swim nude the next best thing is a Speedo.
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