Where are the minorities?

Where are the Minorities in the Scene? – a panel discussion moderated by Lady Sabrina

 

This discussion will take place at TES on the 20th. Yeah, the 20th so Tevo the whole Obama thing.

 

Now on to the post!

 

I can understand why some don’t come out. When I made the decision to become public with my D/s it was not what I expected. I thought it would be like the 70’s, I’m not saying it was going to be all wine and roses, but I thought I might find the same atmosphere. Yeah, the 80’s changed everything but some things might have been the same. What I found was a community that had very little people of color but even more disturbing there were no gay people. I found out through some investigation that there were gay people in the scene, they made a spot for themselves else where. Bummer, I was expecting a great mix of people. But like I said I could understand. Going out in public and meeting others at times made me want to run back to become private.

You would think it was because every white boy would refer to me as mistress? Or because every white boy who approached me would go on a rant about how they wanted to serve me, but it was really them talking about how the loved eating pussy or ass. That’s not service to me. But the biggest reason was this.

 

That creature the white male heterosexual dominants.

 

Here’s how it would go, I’d be having a conversation with one just shitting the shit. And before long the question would be asked. “ have you always been the dominant in all of your relationships?” that was code to find out if I would submit to them. I was never interested in submitting to anyone. And with a straight face looking them in the eyes, I’d answer. “YES.” To which our conversation would end.

I always equated this sentence to those other creatures the heterosexual men who when I told them I enjoyed the sexual experience with women, who would ask, “so you never enjoyed sex with me, maybe you haven’t been with the right one? This too is code for I should sleep with them because then I’d see the light. Ah, no, and the conversation would basically end.

 

In both cases it a shame at least to me that these creatures feel they are the ones to try to make one see the light. It’s no wonder that gay men, women and the like stay away from them making their own spaces. Hell, I feel at time that being what the world calls bisexual I’m in the closet so to speak, since the same creature would have said they’d love to see two women together. These statements are all to fulfill some fantasy or need they have, but is clearly not a need the one they are making the statement to, wish to comply to, nor asked for.

 

So is it a wonder that I was a bit sadden to find there was not one place that all came together, even though they went to their separate spaces at times?

  

Now if only I can find a place for me a bi-sexual, sadist,irish black women, African pagan worshipper who smokes marlboros