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This page is dedicated to all the riot boys/riot guys out there. Here are some articles that were written by riot boys.

Gay As Novelty By: Liam

gay as novelty. i know what it means to me. gay as novelty. when a girl tells you she's got gay friends and feels less intimidated. that's just a part of the novel form of gay. when someone tells you they wouldn't tell you something, but since your fucking queer.....it's ok. the bullshit that surrounds me cuz i put my dick somewhere else than a vagina. i just don't get it.
it's great to be supporitive. but please don't treat me like i'm special . maybe it's the silence that keeps us so tight. but that tightness was never pre-defined. queer as radical ? radical what ? radical queer ? maybe since i don't like the club and the men that sustain themselves on coke, so this makes me a radical ? i don't think so.
digression.
maybe if queer wasn't so novel. maybe then you could see the abuse that goes on behind the scenes. all these boys getting the shit beat out of them by their boy friends. rape. and let's not even get into what straight people have done. homophobia kills. and how is it that these boys are supposed to start talking about this abuse ? i think it comes down to trust.
all i'm trying to say here is maybe if we looked past each others sexuality's and saw the person inside....we would acheive more than just a few secrets here and there.
riot boy......................because screaming is better than silence.

She Is My Best Friend By: Shawnee Dangerrr! xo

he was never my first love, she was and her name was riot grrrl. she entered my life as a 15 year-old boy still lost in his emotions and still learning what it was to live. out of this desire to be "different" from the "different" kids at school grew the love of a "different" way of life among the "different", a movement called riot grrrl. of course, at the time i was just beginning to experience and appericate this new found way of life, the media had already did their job of mislabeling and fucking up something so meaningful just a few years before. but, i knew if i still had felt what i felt at that time, so did others and i assumed correctly.
after feeding my new addiction daily, the internet, i would spend days on end reading about bands like bikini kill, building my vocabulary with new words such as feminism, and falling in love with such radical women like kathleen hanna. it wasn't until i was 16 when i first got my hands on a real bikini kill cd, the cd version of the first two records. at first listen, it was very intense, nothing like anything i was listening to at the time. bikini kill's sound was raw and jagged and their words blunt, very blunt. i began to take in the literature that i was reading online and the words in the cd booklet itself to heart.
at that time in my life i was experiencing, almost on a daily basis, domestic violence (physcially and emotionally), witnessing my mother being degraded in such a manner by someone who they had the god given right (literally) to do so because he was a "man". battling and coming to terms with my sexuality. straight? bisexual? gay? gay and that face that stared back at me in the mirror. yes, enough to drive anyone crazy in this openly image crazed society called america. instead, i learned to accept myself for who i was, learned that i do have rights as a human being, and somehow keep on livin'.
almost five years have passed since my discovery of riot grrrl and what an impact to this very day that it has shaped me into this black, queer, survior of abuse, pro-choice, feminist, activist, d.i.y., artist, aka ME, that i am today.

C.U.M. Courage Under Malintent: written by- j.

The screams coming from the TV, vomitting out of your parents mouth, seeping from the teachers in front of you, they're all true...or at least that's what they want you think. Scream back, don't be afraid. Its hard for me to sit here and write this and tell you not to be afraid because I've been afraid before, i'm scared all the time, i'm scared i'm gonna die alone, i'm scared my mother won't love me because i'm queer, i'm scared my friends don't really like me, i'm scared i'll never do anything with my life, i'm scared all-- the-- time...and i've come to realize that its okay, fear is part of the process. THEY want you to be scared and you probably are, or you probably will be, but its okay, you don't need to be scared, you're not alone, YOU ARE NOT ALONE. Don't fall down, don't let THEM think you don't scream in colors, and bleed in rainbows and cum in your pants cuz we all do, we all sing and write and talk and touch and fuck and eat and jerk off and its okay, its amazing. Courage Under Malintent, its all a part of our lives, as queers, as fattys, as nerds, and weirdos, as punks, as goths, as whatever you call yourself but don't ever feel necessarily apart of. THEY want you to hate yourself and THEY want you to fail but always remember, always remember, always remember that that there are those out there who want to hear you speak, who want you to win, who have your back. The monsters are real, I think you're all smart enough to realize that, I think most of you already have. Take off your shirt, do a dance, do a shot, put on makecup, go to sleep, we all move at the pace of differnt drummers, the heart beats like how glass shatters.
I wanted this to somehow be some sort of political, activist, artsy call for revolution...or something like that, but i think it can be whatever you want it to be, becuase in the end i thik the most important thing is courage, Courage Under (THEY'RE) MALINTENT cuz they just wanna see you bleed and cry and we do, we cry and we're afraid but we stand, we wake up and face the world, our friends, our family, ourselves and we move. One foot over the other, it takes only a second, one person can change the whole world, its not hopeless we won't stop fighting, we won't stop running and dreaming. The boogymen may be real but we out number him, together we're stronger then fucking anyone, don't let anyone make you think otherwise. It won't end till there's nothign left to fight for, till we can't stand anymore and even then we'll build each other
fake appendeges to help ourselves up cuz they can't keep us down, not anymore, no not anymore and I'm so fucking mad, so fucking pissed off and I know you are too and don't be afraid to be mad, embrace and face it cuz it helps, cuz it will help you love yourself and others and remember you are loved, YOU ARE LOVED....YOU ARE NOT ALONE. Freddy fucking Kruger can kiss my ass, Jerry Farwell can kiss my fat ass, George Bush senior and junior can kiss my faggot ass, you don't fucking scare me, you don't fucking scare us, not anymore cuz we've all got hearts and hands and lungs and dreams and we will not be quiet, we will not just stay still in the graves you appointed for us, no, no, no, no, so don't even fucking think about, okay?

RiOt BOi ManifestO: Written by: Joey Van Houten

We desire music, literature, and zines, but most of all a way of life that calls out to us, one that us boysinthebackoftheclub group can feel apart of. We’re the types that don’t fit into the stereotypical queer lifestyle.

We are artists and musicians, but most of all creative and intelligent human beings that are fed up and desire a society in which we can see/hear each others work, so that we can share ideas and criticize-applaud each other.

We seek to create revolution in our lives everyday by finding new ways around, and also ideas on how to rise above the bullshit Christian right wing way of life.

We are unwilling to assimilate to someone else’s ways of conducting their lives. As if life as we know it is nothing more than the premise of some big wig television network program only showing the downside of OUR culture. It seems most of us try to live up to this way of thinking, and the rest of us simply can’t find the remote!

We are interested in creating non-hierarchical way of being AND making music, friends, and scenes based on communications + understanding, instead of competition + good/bad categorizations.

Because doing/reading/seeing/hearing cool things that validate and challenge us can help us gain the strength and sense of community that we need in order to figure out how bullshit like racism,able-bodieism, ageism, speciesism, classism, thinism, sexism, anti-Semitism and heterosexism figure in our own lives.

We know that life is much more that physical survival and are patently aware that the punk rock “you can do anything” idea is crucial to the coming angry queer rock revolution which seeks to save the psychic and cultural lives of gays and lesbians everywhere, according to their own terms, not ours.

We recognize fantasies of Instant Macho Gun Revolution as impractical lies meant to keep us simply dreaming instead of becoming dreams. And thus must take over the means of production in order to create our own moanings!

We are angry at a society that tells us Gay=Moraless, Gay=Wrong, Gay=Weak!

We are unwilling to let our real and valid anger be diffused and/or turned against us via the internalization of hate as witnessed in gay/gay jealousism and self defeating gay type behaviors.

We live in a society that tells us we must pick a way of life and act this way or that, have such and such morals because we have picked this way of life and if not than we face social disgrace!

Jigsaw Youth, seeing the world as misshaped pieces that form a big picture. My life has always been full of contradictions; male feminist, misanthropic social butterfly. Life doesn’t make sense, and it doesn’t have to.

To go from a manic depressive burnout to the writer of a manifesto about accepting the not always glamorous, angry, not hormonally oversexed underbelly of the gay lifestyle says a lot.

It’s all about rising above people’s expectations of your life/lifestyle and showing them not everything is AS SEEN ON TV.

I believe with my wholeheartbodymind that us boysinthebackoftheclub constitute a revolutionary soul force that can and will change the world FOR REAL