AndreFuture

But they are all Christianists who are straight as the driven snow (or some other analogy) so why would they possibly hire some gay whore?

Hmmmm, haven't you just described some of the participants on this forum? There are numerous married guys who are closeted, perhaps a bit overweight who hire under the same circumstances you just stereotyped.

Is it just me, or are there other posters who are in the process of wiping their coffee off their screens and keyboards at the idea of this event being held at the Gaylord convention centre?

Sure, but in that case I would prefer the movie to be titled something other than Stonewall (and Titanic for that matter). That tittle implies to me that the movie is going to attempt to more or less tell the story of the Stonewall riots, not simply a melodrama set against the riots as a backdrop.
 
Kevin Slater

Not to hijack this thread- but Stonewall wasn't the first action of this type. The police abuse of gay people in other parts of the country were causing a incidents in Los Angeles and San Francisco. Here is the account of the events at the Black Cat Tavern in the Silverlake neighborhood of L.A. 1967:
 
The bar was established in November 1966.
 
Police raid and LGBT demonstrations
Two months later, on the night of New Year's 1967, several plain-clothes LAPD police officers infiltrated the Black Cat Tavern.[3] After arresting several patrons for kissing as they celebrated the occasion,[4] the undercover police officers began beating several of the patrons[5] and ultimately arrested thirteen patrons and three bartenders.[5] This created a riot in the immediate area that expanded to include the bar across Sanborn Avenue called New Faces, where officers knocked down the owner, a woman, and beat two bartenders unconscious.[6]
 
Several days later, this police action incited a civil demonstration of over 200 attendees to protest the raids. The demonstration was organized by a group called PRIDE (Personal Rights in Defense and Education).[7] The protest was met by squadrons of armed policemen.[3] Two of the men arrested for kissing were later convicted under state law and registered as sex offenders. The men appealed, asserting their right of equal protection under the law, but the U.S. Supreme Court did not accept their case.[8]
 
It was from this event that the publication The Advocate began as a newspaper for PRIDE (Personal Rights in Defense and Education).[9] Together the raid on the Black Cat Tavern and later the raid on The Patch in August 1968 inspired the formation of the Metropolitan Community Church (led by Pastor Troy Perry).[10][11]
 
These events pre-dated the Stonewall riots by over two years.[8]

I read a review (and I will try to find it) that said it was also just a bad movie...

Having read a number of reviews but not seen the film, an observation. Mr Emmerich seems to have made a fundamental error in making an historical movie, and that is you can't change the basic story of what happened. The way he characterised the white boy from Kansas or Indiana (depending which review at the top or the thread you believe, and that is an indictment of one of the reviewers, but that's a separate discussion) does just that, it didn't happen that way and there are plenty of people still around who know that it didn't happen.
 
There are two ways you can inject fiction into an historical film that will work. One is what Peter Weir did in The Year of Living Dangerously where a fictional story was wrapped around a depiction of the Soeharto coup in 1965. The other is the way Costa-Gavras made Z and State of Siege that respectively told the stories of the colonels' coup in Greece in 1967 and the kidnapping of a US Embassy officer by the Tupamaros in Uruguay in the 1970s. He didn't misprepresent what happened, rather he told a story that fitted into a realistic protrayal of what had happened. Emmerich could have set his story against the background of what really happened but instead chose to change the history. I wish he hadn't.

Lousy reviews! Compete and utter fiction.
Shame.
 
Review: ‘Stonewall’ Doesn’t Distinguish Between Facts and Fiction
Stonewall
 
 
By STEPHEN HOLDEN SEPT. 24, 2015
 
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Jeremy Irvine, right foreground, and Jonny Beauchamp, center, star in “Stonewall.”CreditPhilippe Bosse/Roadside Attractions

“Stonewall,” Roland Emmerich’s would-be epic film about a turning point in the gay liberation movement in 1969, is far from the first historical movie to choke on its own noble intentions. For its two-hour-plus duration, the movie struggles to fuse incompatible concepts.
 
On one level, “Stonewall” is a sweeping social allegory whose central character, Danny Winters (Jeremy Irvine of “War Horse”), is an all-American boy from the provinces (Indiana) thrown out of the house by his father (David Cubitt), a high school football coach, for being gay. Arriving in New York with little money and no fixed abode, Danny is radicalized by observing, then experiencing, police brutality.
On another level, the movie wants to be as specific as possible in its reconstruction of chaotic events that took place 46 years ago and have acquired a mythic dimension that demands heroic enlargement. In hindsight, the Stonewall riots are rather like the Woodstock music festival later that summer. More people claim to have been present than could possibly have been there. But except for its identification of actual police officers, “Stonewall” doesn’t bother to distinguish among facts, fiction and urban legend.
Early scenes jump between Danny’s final days in Indiana, before he is observed having sex in a car with a high school quarterback, and his new life in New York. Exiled from his biological family, he bonds with a group of outsiders, homeless drag queens and hustlers who live on the streets or pile, as many as a dozen at time, into a shabby apartment. The neighborhood center of gravity is the seedy mob-owned Stonewall Inn, which is subject to periodic police raids.
 
The movie, filmed in Montreal, does a reasonably good job of evoking the heady mixture of wildness and dread that permeated Greenwich Village street life in those days. In the summer of ’69, homosexual behavior between consenting adults was illegal in New York. At any moment, the police could descend on a gay bar, round up the customers and haul them off.
 
By many accounts, the rebellion was led by drag queens and gay street people who for the first time stood up to the police, and “Stonewall” dutifully acknowledges their participation. But, its invention of a generic white knight who prompted the riots by hurling the first brick into a window is tantamount to stealing history from the people who made it. A trailer that focuses on that moment has led some gay activists to threaten a boycott of the film. No matter how much Mr. Emmerich and Jon Robin Baitz, the estimable playwright who wrote the screenplay, insist that the movie pays tribute to a full multiethnic range of gay and lesbian characters, “Stonewall” falls short. Like it or not, symbolism matters.
 
Had the movie’s central character been Ray, a.k.a. Ramona (Jonny Beauchamp), an androgynous, volatile Puerto Rican who unrequitedly falls in love with Danny, there might be no quarrel. Ray’s saucy “girlfriends” include characters with nicknames like Queen Cong (Vladimir Alexis) and Little Orphan Annie (Caleb Landry Jones), who are treated with respect but remain peripheral.
 
 
AND,
 
What ‘Stonewall’ gets wrong about NYC history
By Lou Lumenick
 
September 24, 2015 | 11:42am
 
 

Jeremy Irvine (right) plays a Kansas farmboy who's new to New York in "Stonewall." Photo: Philippe Bosse
MOVIE REVIEW
Stonewall
 
Running time: 129 minutes. Rated R (sex, profanity, drugs, violence).
 
Did you know that a “straight-acting” Kansas farm boy threw the first brick in the riot that sparked the modern gay-rights movement? News to me, and probably most other New Yorkers.
 
Roland Emmerich’s seriously misjudged “Stonewall” turns the transgender drag queens who helped change America into dress extras in what’s basically a Big Apple retelling of “The Wizard of Oz” revolving around a Caucasian gay man’s coming of age.
 
Already accepted to Columbia University, teenage Danny (Jeremy Irvine) is kicked out of town by his football-coach dad after his high school teammates see him servicing the team’s hunky quarterback.
 
Danny’s sleeping on a park bench in Sheridan Square when Hispanic transgender Ramona (Jonny Beauchamp) invites him to share a crash pad with his flamboyant pals (all played by non-trans actors) on Christopher Street.
 
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The crowd fights back against the cops in “Stonewall.”Photo: Philippe Bosse
Ramona has a crush on clean-cut Danny, whose own taste in men runs more toward Trevor (Jonathan Rhys Meyers), a ripped gay-rights activist he meets at the Stonewall Inn. That’s the soon-to-be-infamous mob-owned drag bar managed by Murphy (Ron Perlman), who has half the officers at the Sixth Precinct on his payroll so he can disappear during police raids, where his customers are arrested and/or humiliated for wearing women’s clothing.
 
Danny learns he’s not in Kansas anymore while turning tricks to support himself and getting beaten by leering cops while cruising the Meatpacking District. Nevertheless, Emmerich keeps returning to the Midwest for flashbacks, as well as for a lengthy epilogue.
 
Back at the Stonewall, the NYPD’s public morals squad led by Inspector Pine (Matt Craven) stages an unscheduled raid while the regulars are mourning the death of Judy Garland. They’ve finally had enough, and their battle with the cops is the best-staged part of the film — even if the realistically detailed Sheridan Square set at a Montreal studio looks notably smaller than the real thing.
 
Emmerich — a hugely successful director of disaster movies who happens to be gay — deserves credit for trying to call attention to the plight of gay homeless youth in this self-financed, if seriously flawed, labor of love. But with thinly drawn characters, uneven performances and tin-eared dialogue, “Stonewall’’ plays at best like a musical without the songs.
 
 
 

As of this moment, Stonewall has a rating of 07% favorable from movie critics. You likely could not get a rating that low even if you tried hard.

Vanity fair calls it offensive and offensively terrible.
http://www.vanityfair.com/hollywood/2015/09/stonewall-review-roland-emmerich

One of the things on my Bucket List is to see Yellowstone in the winter. I've heard it is a must see.

I know several people who cannot be disconnected from the world, for a variety of reasons, and not one of them think of themselves as "So damn important"..I would argue that they have just as much a right to enjoy a national park as anyone.
 
Many opinions and thoughts on the matter. It will be a spirited discussion...

I even found a video saying how to make it:

 
I use a lot more flax seeds. The last batch I made wasn't thick enough. I prefer it to really get thick as it slides a lot better.

Sure! It's super easy, only there's a bit of clean-up and you have to use it the same day or the day after at the latest since it has no preservatives. 
You put white flaxseed into a pot, cover the whole base with a layer of flaxseed. Then add water till all the flaxseed is just floating above the base and then put it on a medium heat. Let the water lightly boil for a short while (it gets sticky really quick) until the water thickens, then take the pot off the heat. Now you scoop out any foam that's formed with a spoon and next you seperate the flaxsees from the liquid. The liquid is what's gonna be used as the lube.
 
You put the flaxseed on a cheesecloth (or even better: a butter muslin). And then squeeze the liquid from the seeds (careful the seeds will be hot!) into a container and tadaa, you've got completely natural, super hydrating and healing lube (it has omega 6 fatty acids in it that particularly bond well with mucous membrames of our bodies!).
 
You'll need to experiment somewhat with the heat, amount of water and how much flaxseed you use. My experience is that it gets too thick very quickly, it's best to keep it a bit more on the liquid side 'cause if it's too thick it'll be hard to seperate the liquid from the seeds.
 
It does have a particular smell, but not a bad one. It smells like homemade cooking.

Good news!!!! Glad it's all working out.
 

 
Can you share the recipe?

Long overdue update! SO! My ass is in pristine condition, I have gotten the all get-go from the proctologist. The only thing of note is that my sphincter muscle of my anus is apparently stronger than average. Which I don't think tops will mind too much! I do need to consciously train relaxation of my pelvic floor and anus muscles. Which a very lovely physical therapist actually taught me how to do in the hospital. All good things!
 
And I also met a bottom guy who makes his own lube (cause he has sensitive skin like I have) and I've been making my own lube and sticking things up there and the lube is like heaven! It's silky smooth and actually hydrates your tissues (you can even use it on your face! )
 
There's one thing that bothered me: I douched completely before personal play-time. The water came out crystal clear. But right after play-time was done I had to go and do quite a big number two almost right after... There was only about an hour or two between the douching and the toilet break. I was a bit surprised 'cause I'd read that you can stay clean for at least a while if you douche, but maybe not if there's a new "shipment" just ready to go right before you douche? Thoughts on this?

It's nice to know that the Belgian healthcare system otherwise gets gold stars. Now if they can just do something about the time patients have to wait for appointments.
 
There was a study published a couple of years ago that revealed that average cost of a particular surgical procedure in the US was ~$80,000.00. The same procedure could be had in Belgium for less then $20,000.00. And that cost, I believe, included expenses for travel to and from Belgium from the US.

Hence the spike in demand and our poor Woofer having to wait for his foray. I say this is a crime!

I keep telling you guys that I am over 70.. ..and far too stiff to bow my head low enough for a "rectal prayer". Would bowing my head for a penis prayer help? I think I can reach that far, because my stiffness will be an advantage in this effort.

As a versatile guy, I believe that a bottom is in a position of strength in that he gives up power and can take control any time he wishes. In that way, bottoms can only feel inferior if they let themselves feel that way.

Oooh boy, look's like some dormant issues are cropping up. Well, opportunities for self-growth are certainly commencing! A selection of my inner dialogue about bottoming:
 
"Why are bottoms seen as lesser than?"
"Why do people assume I'm a bottom? Because I'm not masculine enough? I'm not enough of a man?"
"Why are tops supposed to be the "real man" in the equation, what the fuck is up with that?"
"Why is it assumed that guys with small (read: average) dicks should be the bottoms? Guys with average dicks can't fuck or what?"
 
I oppose these thoughts with:
"I choose to let a guy fuck me because I like getting railed and love the intimacy of having him inside me. I am in control."
"It takes a real man to take it like a man from another man."
 
Uh yeah... Hmmm. Self development opportunities abound.

Oooh Wolfer,
As a bi guy who just got bi, I had no idea of the DEEP satisfaction derived from giving your ass to a man. I feel so loved when the top tenderly prepares and takes me. It can be pure, active, intense pleasure both taken and given. If you like giving a man head (and I do), you may really love bottoming (as I do). I hope you will and that you will share it with us. We all have your back. ... .so to speak!

You guys, you guys, ooooh my gosh. So I went back to the beefy latino. Mmmm hmm. The things he does to me just make me act like such a bottom. He just pushes all the right buttons with me.
Must've been funny, me saying I'm a top and then lie there moaning and groaning with my ass up in the air and him dry humping me, hahahaha. Phwuah, once I'm all healed up I think I might take the plunge... I mean, let him plunge into me.
I'm scared, exhilirated and excited.

Perfection, Glennnn...I would only add 1 more phrase to the last line...
 
Available in economical jumbo size for discerning bottoms everywhere and those who plow them
 
I'm thinking stocking stuffers for the holidays is a good offering too!

Imagine the taste of Sodomite.
 
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