I got a message on my Bear 411 site on Sunday from an 18 year old kid. I found out he was 18 after I clicked his profile. I could see his thumbnail pictures, and some were of him in various naked sex positions. 18 years old!
I couldn’t get it out of my head. I deleted his message without replying, but now I wish I had replied. Or maybe not because I’d just irritate him by asking what would be (to him) stupid questions about his life.
Because I can’t relate to his experience at all. When I was 18, it was a completely different world. I was not a particularly sheltered kid, but I know that the concept of baring my all to the world would have been unthinkable. Hell, the idea of beig out was unthinkable.
I turned 18 on December 7th 1981. We were in the middle of the cold war, and Reagan was only in his first dark year of office. A few months before my 18th birthday, a wierd cancer started to kill gay men in Los Angeles and New York. they were calling it GRIDS (Gay Related Immune Deficiency Syndrome) later becoming a disease called AIDS. Three weeks earlier, IBM unveiled to the world a device called a “PC” in Las Vegas. Why in the world would you need a personal computer? What would you DO with it? Balance a checkbook?
Anyway, what I’m trying to illustrate is it was a completely different world then. We were never exposed to a quarter of what kids deal with today. We had “All in the Family”, and they have “Sex in the City”.
I’m sad at the loss of childhood. These kids don’t get to be young and innocent anymore. You’re 18 and you’re a junior porn star. Nice.