Have You Ever Been Fag Bashed?

[Guest empire]

I generally don't hang out at gay establishments or in the gay ghettos. I only guess that lowers my risk of being fag bashed. But I have had two touchy experiences with street guys where my safety came into play. One was an all out attack (they missed ) the other was a little pushing and shoving in a hotel room. Just curious if any guys here (escorts or clients) have ever been fag bashed.

 

If so what happened?

How did you handle it?

Was there a legal conclusion?

[ValleyDwellerNorth]

PLEASE DEFINE GAY GHETTO

[bigguyinpasadena]

It has been years since I felt threatned by a street boy.And you know what-if I had listned to my big head instead of my little head none of that would have happned-as it was I was able to get him out of my apartment(this was when I was living in las vegas)with just a minumum of fuss.

The worst case was when I went to this guys apt. and his girlfriend was there.I guess he needed to prove something to his girl friend-I got out of it pretty lightly all things considered.

And then there was the rape on the muni bus-but that had nothing to do with hustlers-just bad judgement on my part,too much alcohol,and the misinterpetation of my intentions on the part of the muni driver-wonder if he ever will be able to see again-must be hard with two gouged out eyeballs,I know he will have trouble breathing since I also bit his nose off.Talk about messy }(

Anyway Empire-back to your query.

Why would you consider this fag bashing rather than just good old strong arm tactics?

[Guest Fisher]

Growing up I was sort of a sissy-boy; therefore,

throughout my school years I was teased a bit –

pushed around and punched – no serious injuries

though. I didn’t know I was gay and the teasing

had more to do with my lack of athletic ability

and a less than “manly” attitude, then my potential

sexual orientation.

 

I’m not a big drinker, so bars in general don’t entice

me. While I occasionally visit “gay ghettos” (which I

would define as an area with a large number of gay bars,

shops and other establishments with a large gay cliental

and/or an area where a significant number of gays reside -

such as Christopher Street & Chelsea in NYC, Castro in SF,

or the Village in Montreal) Since I am only an ocaasional

visitor of these areas, perhaps the odds have been with me.

 

I can only think of one incident – a minor one at that - of gay

bashing (verbal only not physically. When I was in college

(early 1980s). I had gone down to Manhattan, went to the

Gaiety and to a gay porn movie house off of 8th avenue – I

think it was called “the David”. As I was leaving the

theater – I think the exit door opened out to the street –

I nearly bumped into three young tough- looking guys – I

politely said “sorry” – they just scowled at me – as I

headed toward 8th avenue I heard one of them say rather

loudly “fucking fag”. I just walked quickly and was glad

when I got to the crowds of 8th avenue.

 

This was a rather tame incident, but I was about 21

and was quite frightened by it.

 

Cheers,

Fisher

[VaHawk]

Not trying to be beligerent, but I would not equate the two scenarios you mention, as gay bashing, unless the only purpose of the boys hooking up with you was to threaten/do violence solely because you are gay. If they called you "faggot" and got rough after the encounter after you paid, then imo, it just sounds like rough street trade encounters. If they did all that during the encounter and took your money and left, then that could be, imo, gay bashing.

 

I think a lot of gay men over 40 have experienced gay bashing at some point during their early years, long before being gay was as accepted and open as it is today.

 

Some I can remember from my own experiences:

 

One time when I was 25, after closing hours, when all the guys would hang out on the sidewalks and cruise, a jeep load of young marines were stopped at the red light. Now, having partied all night, I'm staring at this one really good looking one, who proceeds to call me "cock sucking, fudge packing faggot", jumps out of the jeep with a bat in his hand and charges me. His three buddies seeing they were outnumbered 10 to one tackled him and dragged him back into the jeep. (I guess I was fortunate that time that I had about 30 other gays backing me up).

 

I've had a lot of experiences where people driving past the gay bars have called me "faggot" and other assorted epithets, but I don't know if that would be considered bashing.

 

But one time, one of those drivebys threw a bottle of beer at me which hit me in the head and cut a big gash in my skull which required 12 stitches to close to stop the bleeding (oh well, at least the paramedic was a hunk which made the ambulance ride aok). I filed a report with some (don't remember the name) anti-gay violence group here in DC, who never followed up with either me or the police.

[Guest DickHo]

I've been fag bashed here...

[Guest Fisher]

I agree that the situation in school is

not necessarily gay-bashing, but more of

bullying - although today's grade school

bullies do tend to turn into tomorrow's bashers.

 

Regarding the second incident - you misunderstood.

These were not guys that I picked up in the

theater. They were on the street - walking by, when

because the exit door openned out I almost ran

into them. They knew (or assumed) I was gay because

I was exiting a gay porn theater. It was the late

afternoon and nearby 8th Avenue was crowded. I hesitate

to think what might of happened if it was later, darker,

and the streets were less crowded.

 

I was mugged one time (not a gay incident) and while frightening,

I find the incident outside of the porn theater a more

scarey memory - I know this incident doesn't come close

to some of the attacks/bashings other posters on this

site may have experienced, but this was mine (btw I'm 45).

 

Cheers,

Fisher

[Laurent]

Many years ago a branch of the public library here was across the street from a bathhouse. Not wanting to wait for that branch to send a specific book to the branch in my neighborhood, I drove there to pick up the book. I noticed a teen with a baseball bat on the corner, but since I'd been on streets with a bat over my shoulder as a teen, I stupidly got out of the car and started to the library. He clubbed me before I got inside. There were some stitches, but I had no serious injuries. A few days later, another teen who lived in that area and knew the attacker called the police and identified the perpetrator. It wasn't his first mugging, but he claimed that if he had known I was going to the library instead of the bath, he wouldn't have chosen me to rob. He still received a three-year sentence to a juvenile reformatory.

[Guest empire]

Bigguy I didn't mean this to simply apply to escort hiring. I was using my two experiences which happened to involve hiring however, I did not intend to limit my inquiry to just that sector.

[+ Lucky]

...where he was undoubtedly the star of the baseball team!

[BigK]

Hopefully he was the catcher.

[VaHawk]

Perhaps, you and Lucky should ask yourselves, WHY you feel the need to turn Empire's intelligent thread about a serious topic, into a bitchy, finger-snapping Queen face-off? :-(

 

It is not CLEVER! It is not FUNNY! It is not even MILDLY AMUSING!

 

It is INFANTILE! It is a DISGRACE to anyone of intelligence who also posssesses a conscience. It is DISRESPECTFUL to crime victims everywhere, regardless of the crime! It is totally POINTLESS! :-(

[+ Lucky]

RE: Have You Ever Been ?

 

Sweets, if this is your idea of a bitchy queen snap-off, you are really spending too much time at home! I thought you watched Elizabeth? Now there was some bitchy queen stuff!

No one is stopping anyone from posting serious responses to this thread. A little digression for humor doesn't hurt!

[SAdler]

Hello? Kettle?

 

This is the operator. It's the Pot. Yes, I'm putting a call through from him.

 

Hey Kettle, pot here. YOU'RE BLACK.

[VaHawk]

RE: Have You Ever Been ?

 

>Sweets, if this is your idea of a bitchy queen snap-off, you

>are really spending too much time at home! I thought you

>watched Elizabeth? Now there was some bitchy queen stuff!

 

Hey honeys, you missed my point.

 

I'm SO OUT OF TOUCH!, as I'm spending way too much time at home, so much so, that I can't even recognize a bitchy queen snap-off from a snap-bean!

 

>No one is stopping anyone from posting serious responses to

>this thread. A little digression for humor doesn't hurt!

 

No, it sure DOESN'T, but perhaps you should post those as responses under the orignal posting, and not under someone else's posting that was a serious response to the original topic???

[Guest]

>Perhaps, you and Lucky should ask yourselves, WHY you feel

>the need to turn Empire's intelligent thread about a serious

>topic, into a bitchy, finger-snapping Queen face-off? :-(

>

 

Two words: Chill Out.

[VaHawk]

>Two words: Chill Out.

 

Daddy sez: "Three Words: 30 day vacation."

[NickAtNight]

I was definetely involved in a Fag Bashing in the late 70's. I was in Philadephia in a well known gay cruise park known to everyone as Judy Garland Park where Spruce Street meets The Schuyikill River. It was about 2AM and there were several other gays cruising there as well. A group of about 8 Straight Irish Boys known as "The Taney Boys" were on their way home from a local pub and were cutting thru the park. They spotted me and the next thing I knew they had surrounded me. A couple of them said, "YO Dude - ya wanna Blow Us?" I wanted to say - Sure, but I was smart enough to say, No! They said, "Come On - It'll Be Like A Dream Cum True For You!" I still said No and started to walk away. That's when they charged me, dragged me down to the river, pulled off my pants, and 4 of them grabbed each arm and leg and swung be back and forth over the river like they were about to throw me in. Needless to say I was screaming like a little Queen because the water is extremely polluted and there is a concrete wall along that entire section of the river and I don't know where I would have been able to pull myself up at. Plus the fact that it was pitch dark! Then they just threw me on the ground and started kicking and punching me and calling me Faggot. I was bleeding everywhere, and they just walked away laughing. The other gays that were crusing in the park, unfortunately all ran away. I limped back to my house and on the way I flagged down a Philadelphia Cop. He informed me that the park closes at dusk and he's lucky he didn't give me a fine for trespassing. I moved out of that neighborhood and never went back to that park again!

[Guest empire]

Thanks to those who shared their story. I was very moved and sadden by them. I believe we still face the same level of threat even as gay people become more accepted in our society.

[OneFinger]

Hope it's not too late for another story.

 

Several years ago a group of gays (both young and older) would often hang out in a secluded parking lot of a local park. The parking lot bordered a wooded area by a river and some people would wander in the bushes to see what (or who) they could find for a quickie.

 

This particular summer night we were just sitting on the hood of our cars talking. We weren't camping it up, trolling the bushes, or even being noisy.

 

Suddenly a pickup truck full of high school jocks came roaring into the parking lot and blocked the only exit. The kids came running towards us with baseball bats in hand and it looked like it could get nasty.

 

One of the guys in our group was about 50 years old and an ex-Marine. He was tall, shirtless and a solid package of muscle. He quickly reach under the seat of his car, pulled out a tire iron, and stood definitely in front of them.

 

The rest of us quickly backed him up picking up stones, sticks, and anything else that was available.

 

The group was taken aback by our stance and the ex-Marine barked out that he'd "...kill the first son-of-a-bitch that tries to hit us." The kids hesitated and the ex-Marine started advancing as if he were going to attack them.

 

They slowly retreated, got back in the truck and left.

 

I was scared to death and literally shaking. Others in our group were also frightened and I was sure a couple of them were going to start peeing their pants.

 

But that was a defining moment in my life. I vowed never again to be a victim.

 

Some day I may well get my ass kicked by some basher. But they will NOT be unscathed.

[Houston Bonfires]

Ten Years Later

Paul is gone. Matthew is gone. Hundreds of others have been attacked, hurt, killed. What can we do? Stop the language.

In Memoriam: Paul Broussard

1964-1991

by John Aston, Ph.D.

 

This10th anniversary memorial article is dedicated to Paul Broussard’s mother, Nancy Rodriguez, in honor of her continuing activism in the cause of Parents of Murdered Children, and for the passage of hate-crimes legislation (hats off to Senator Rodney Ellis and the Texas legislature of 2001), and in heartfelt sympathy with a mother’s grief over the loss of her child. It is also dedicated to all the victims and families and friends of victims of anti-GLBTH crimes, and to the courageous activists who have kept up the fight for the cause of complete civil rights and liberties for gays, lesbians, bisexuals, the transgendered and HIV-positive at great personal risk to themselves. –John Aston

 

On the night of July 4, 1991, Paul Broussard, a 27-year-old gay banker in Houston, and two of his friends, Cary Anderson and Richard Delaunay, were assaulted as they traversed a parking lot in the Montrose area. Their assailants were 10 youths from the Woodlands, an upscale suburb north of Houston. The boys (all but three were only 17, the eldest was 22) had been cruising the Montrose area earlier that evening, harassing those they presumed gay by throwing rocks at them. With their "queer rocks" as they called them, they had already smashed the windshield of a car and hit a passing man in the mouth. When the attackers encountered the three men, they began by asking for the directions to Heaven, a nearby gay nightclub. Upon being told the directions, the boys leapt out of their two cars and assaulted Broussard and his friends with fists, steel-toed boots, two-by-fours studded with nails, and at least one knife. Broussard’s two friends, Delaunay and Anderson, although injured, managed to escape. Broussard, however, was trapped and subjected to a vicious beating.

 

As they assaulted Broussard, according to Delaunay, the boys were cheering and yelling wildly, roaring like the crowd in a football game. "We were the football," as Delaunay later said. In the end Paul Broussard suffered multiple cuts and abrasions, a puncture by a nail driven through a board, a broken rib, bruised testicles, three stab wounds–and death. As he lay almost unconscious on the ground with his hand raised as if pleading for mercy or for help, two of the assailants rifled his pockets and took his comb as a "souvenir." Then the boys drove off, still yelling and cheering. As they returned to the Woodlands going north up I-45, the two carloads of assailants drove side-by-side down the highway, leaning out of the windows and slapping palms together in noisy "high-fives." They capped off the evening with a pre-dawn breakfast at a Denny’s restaurant. According to later depositions, it was at the Denny’s that Jon Buice showed a knife to some of the others, and bragged that with it he had "stuck the queer."

 

After being treated by EMS on the spot, Paul Broussard was transported to St. Joseph’s Hospital. Although medical and hospital staff did all they could to save his life, in the end the bleeding from the wounds could not be stemmed. Broussard died in the hospital an agonizing eight-and-a-half hours later. Nancy Rodriguez, Broussard’s mother, flew into Houston the next day from Atlanta. She met with the Houston police, along with Richard Delaunay and Carey Anderson. The newspapers originally carried the story as just another murder, an all-too-common occurrence in Houston. However, the gay community was alerted by local activists. Large-scale public protests followed, some in front of the home of the mayor, with Nancy Rodriguez and Queer Nation participating. Due to the resulting media attention, a girl who dated one of the assailants, reacting to a story on Crime-Stoppers, called the police and turned the boys in. Within days, all were arrested.

 

HB

[Guest zipperzone]

>Due to

>the resulting media attention, a girl who dated one of the

>assailants, reacting to a story on Crime-Stoppers, called the

>police and turned the boys in. Within days, all were arrested.

 

 

What was the outcome of the trial? I hope they got more than a slap on the wrist.

 

I find it completly unbelievable that it is so difficult to get gay bashing declared as a hate crime in your country. The politicians who refuse to include it in the laws should IMO be treated to a bashing themselves and see how fast they change their tune.

[Houston Bonfires]

The youth who knifed gay banker Paul Broussard to death in 1991 is now pleading to "offer myself for the service of the gay and lesbian community" in Houston.

 

Jon Christopher Buice, 25, now a trusty at the prison system's Wynne Unit outside Huntsville, wrote a lengthy letter of apology to Houston radio station KPFT. It was printed in the Houston Voice.

 

"The gay and lesbian community of Houston I owe a momentous apology," the letter says. "A repentance for an act of atrocity. The night of July 4th, 1991, haunts me every day. It has hurt me deep inside. I was involved in taking a man's life."

 

Buice, now in the seventh year of his 45-year sentence, was among 10 students at what was then McCullough High School in The Woodlands who drove to Montrose that July 4 looking for homosexuals to harass.

 

They spotted Broussard, 27, and two friends walking not far from the gay nightspot Heaven, on Hyde Park. The 10 got out and began beating and kicking the three.

 

Two escaped, but Broussard was stabbed to death by Buice, then 17.

 

Six of the 10 youths were sentenced to prison and four got probation. One of the probationers later went to prison for punching a guard at Harris County's boot camp.

[Guest Dan]

I'd say we all were just by your using the term "fag bashed." The phrase is "gay bashed."

 

Dan Dare

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