Dear Sir:
This is in response to an article written in the most recent issue of Generations, written by Andrew Blake.
It saddens me that in the year 2006 that an ignorant writer who is so insecure about his sexuality doesn’t even know where he was. First, you were not at Club Marcella, thank God, you were at the Space Night club next door! Obviously I believe in God, because I accept life for what it is, and don’t insult other human beings. It’s hard to believe that you are that insecure, that you have to insult people that wear boas. Second of all, gay men do not wear boas at the Club. You have to be a man, and let me give you a description of a real man so that you can take it with you for the rest of your life. A real man is secure in its skin. We are gay, straight, transsexual, and bisexual, whatever. But then obviously, you are bothered, because you are not secure with yourself. There are a lot of men and women that come to Club Marcella that are secure with themselves and accepting. It also saddens me that you are a college student. Obviously they are not teaching you anything, because you sounded like an ignorant asshole. It also saddens me that the University of Buffalo and Generations Magazine have been insulted and that it shows me that anyone can go to college and get a diploma. Where are the geniuses of America? Because obviously you aren’t one! You are a sad, pathetic person, because I can’t even call you a man. By the way, if you come to Club Marcella, you don’t have to worry about being sucked off in the bathroom, you stupid, ignorant asshole. We don’t do that here. We think too much of ourselves, unlike you. You sound like a repressed Republican. I will leave you with this, you and the readers of Generations, you are here to change the world for the better, it is time to grow up and it’s okay to question life, but to judge, your doing God’s work, and you will fail. Just like President Bush.
Marcella
Gosh, I’m sorry, ma’am.
Love,
Andy B
Generation,
I felt the need to respond to Teresa Reger’s letter. Below is a quotation that speaks for itself:
From The Oxford Dictionary of Modern Quotations (1991)
“Hubbard . . . told us that writing science fiction for about a penny a word was no way to make a living. If you really wanted to make a million, he said, the quickest way is to start your own religion.”
—Sam Moscowitz recalling Hubbard speaking to the Eastern Science Fiction Association at Newark, New Jersey, in 1947, in B. Corydon and L. Ron Hubbard Jr. L. Ron Hubbard (1987) ch. 3
Hope this is as inspiring as Dianetics,
Sincerely,
Cooper Edwards
Dear Generation,
Thank you for printing “On the Real, YO” by Pee Wee Shrivo (I assume he's the blunt wrap connoisseur Guy Schrivo). It takes balls to write a story that alludes to violence against women and not want your name attached. It shows pride in your story! Since I was so inspired by Pee Wee's brutality to the RealDoll, I ordered my own right after reading. I too find the idea of breaking bones in the opposite sex's body to achieve orgasm intriguing, so I ordered mine to look like the editor of Generation magazine: Peter Scheck. He's sort of a little guy who exudes that sort of dirty sex appeal, it would be totally hot to snap his neck or to twist his arm off. To complete my fantasy, I ordered a Giant Knife Dildo to anally rape Peter. Oh, I mean the doll. C'mon, how hot does that sound?! There isn't anything more sexually arousing than tearing bones out of a doll that resembles a human that I know and then shoving a giant dildo inside them tearing their silicon insides apart. OH GOD! Just writing about it gets my insides boiling!
Thanks for the Inspiration,
Pee Wee Ahearn
