This is a true story of something that happened to me almost 40 years ago, in Mexico, though, not in Thailand as you seem to assume.

I was 18 years old when it happened, as were the buddies I was with. None of us expected to see what we saw. Our shock was quite genuine.

I’m not sure where you’re reading in some of the motivations you assign to me.

I certainly didn’t write them.

Did I feel sorry for the women who were in the show? Yes, I did. I think anyone would. They sometimes seemed to be in pain. When I see people in pain, sorrow is a natural reaction. Did I pity them? No. I don’t recall doing so. It was a very long time ago, though. Those women are old enough to be grandmothers now, and I’ve lived a lifetime.

I expressed no disgust at the women, though all of us found the sexual acts themselves to be disgusting to watch. We could smell the human and animal sexual fluids mingling and it was (at least to me) nauseating.

I’m at a loss to know what you’re objecting to.

I have told my story truthfully. I haven’t passed moral judgement on anyone. I didn’t titillate or degrade women by going into explicit detail.

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Writer. Runner. Marine. Airman. Former LGBTQ and HIV activist. Former ActUpNY and Queer Nation. Polyglot. Middle-aged, uppity faggot. jamesfinnwrites@gmail.com

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