Gay Sex In The 70's

(Daphne Ruth Jenkins soliciting demonstrations of what gay sex in the 70's was really like from Allen and Dale.)

Ladies, you know Daphne always did love her history lessons; especially when they involve cruising and hot man-on-man action. Therefore, it was a no-brainer that Velma and I decided to attend the screening of "Gay Sex In The 70's" at Out On Film: Atlanta's GLBT Film Festival.

Apparently, we weren't the only slags looking for a little education. We bumped into Bambi and Marsha on their way to the restrooms. Maybe they thought a special workshop would be taking place there. In addition, we were delightfully surprised to run into the gorgeous Gigi Monroe. It must have been her night off...for the month.

Centered mostly around Manhattan, the documentary was a fascinating exploration of the wild and wanton abandon that occurred after the liberating events of Stonewall and before the onset of the AIDS epidemic. Naturally, there was much discussion about the obvious hotspots of anonymous amour: the bathhouses and backrooms. However, the horndogs interviewed revealed other intriguing locations for late-night liaisons such as the abandoned piers and "the trucks". The trucks were a raunchy row of big rigs that people would crawl into at night and bump uglies in the dark. I especially enjoyed the segment revolving around the natural naughtiness that would occur in the Pines on Fire Island.

Following the film, a panel discussion took place in which the Atlanta perspective during this timeframe was conveyed. Apparently, the big cruising areas in old Hotlanta were the gay bookstores and "the trees" in Piedmont Park. I believe "the trees" is the area where they now have a dog park. At least there's still plenty of butt sniffing going on there.

Smooches,
Daph