A beautiful outside means nothing if there’s ugly on the inside.
I very recently got engaged in a social media chat with a fine-as-fuck dude on Twitter DM. His name is Stanley Iwezulu. Claims to be a soldier. Young-looking. Well-built. Did I mention he’s good looking? I definitely felt a buzz for him.
But I’m not reckless. So during our chat, I prodded and probed at him, trying to get a feel for his gay disposition, if any. And it wasn’t very long before I got to find out that he was anti-gay. Well, that killed my buzz.
But my curiosity to understand the dynamics of anti-gay individuals kept me on the chat. I wanted to know what his thoughts on the gay issue were. And if the chat was intelligent enough, it might even nudge at my literary creativity. But the chat we had was anything but intelligent. It was poisonous. It was shocking. It was chilling. And it showed me yet again that the ill-will borne against the Nigerian LGBT community isn’t by a faceless, nameless majority, but by real people. Citizens. Individuals. Next-door neighbours. Colleagues. Classroom seatmates.
The reason I updated this is not only to caution those of us adventurous guys, who see seemingly-straight dudes as a challenge, a ‘conversion’ mission; but also to let y’all see this particular dude, in case you follow him on Twitter tomorrow, or currently are following him, or know him on Facebook, or Badoo, or Manjam, or any other dating or social media site there is. Take a look and know that this one isn’t for your own good.
On a final note, we have to be conscious of the fact that that these kinds of people walk among us, Nigerians who apparently would think nothing about snuffing out your life, and proceeding to sleep very well at night thereafter.
Be safe, my brethren. And be guided.