{"id":12080,"date":"2022-07-11T15:56:01","date_gmt":"2022-07-11T22:56:01","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/2022\/07\/11\/i-have-this-theory\/"},"modified":"2022-07-11T16:10:22","modified_gmt":"2022-07-11T23:10:22","slug":"i-have-this-theory","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/2022\/07\/11\/i-have-this-theory\/","title":{"rendered":"I have this theory\u2026"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>It\u2019s a theory based on experience and observation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019ve known a lot of men in my life. Most of them were average \u201cnormal\u201d guys with families, jobs, the occasional night where they had a bit too much to drink, good neighbors, jokesters, and some athletic ability.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>They were Police officers, Lawyers, Doctors, Heavy Equipment Operators, Landscapers, Advertising Execs, Coaches, Educators, Engineers, you get it, their professions ran the gamut.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>Of all of these men, the only men I\u2019ve known who were complete \u201cpoon hounds\u201d were men that were troubled. <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>Most \u201cnormal\u201d men appreciate beautiful women, but their appreciation usually  is curtailed by the ring on their finger, or the picture of their kids on their phone or in their wallet. <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>Those men, have nothing to prove to themselves or anyone else. They think about the woman they\u2019ve married, or their children and happily leave a bar to go home to them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>Newly divorced men, get a little \u201choundy\u201d shortly after their divorce, then settle down again into some sort of regular relationship. I\u2019ve always thought of it like a second adolescence\/young adulthood, \u201c<em>Hey, I can do whatever I want\u2026 Whoo  HOOO!<\/em>\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>Then like the worker in a chocolate factory, reality sets in and they\u2019re not trying every Bon Bon, they get more selective.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019ve known women that do the exact same thing after their divorces. How many women started dating a biker after dumping their nice safe accountant?<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>It\u2019s human nature. <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p>The men that never seemed to get over the \u201cpoon hound\u201d phase often had something else going on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>The guy who sleeps with any and every willing woman, or rents prostitutes every single night is trying to prove something. Either to himself or his buddies. <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cMan, that Josh gets more ass than a toilet seat!\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYeah, but he drinks so much and snorts so much, he never remembers them.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>Eventuality the guys buddies aren\u2019t impressed and the guy settles down, or he doesn\u2019t.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>The guys that don\u2019t settle down, are the guys that often turn out to be gay.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>See, they were trying  to prove to themselves that they weren\u2019t gay. <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019ve known Marines, Army, Navy, and Air Force guys that joined the military to prove they weren\u2019t fagots. Only to discover three years in, that they were gay and then spent the rest of their hitch worried about being found out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>A man that\u2019s engaging in risky sex with any woman that\u2019s breathing  is trying to fuck the pain away. <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>The pain of shame. Of disappointing their father, mother, pastor, or church. These guys, get into self destructive habits of whores, booze, drugs, and usually fuck themselves out of a career in the process.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019m not a  psychologist. I\u2019m just relating what I\u2019ve observed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>When this group of men finally look themselves in the mirror and acknowledge, \u201cYep\u2026 I want some dick\u2026\u201d Their lives often start to turn around. <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>No, I\u2019m not saying everything immediately becomes rainbows and unicorns, but in being honest with themselves they begin walking the path toward accepting who they really are, instead of hiding it from the world and more importantly, from themselves.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>In my experience, guys who are always badmouthing faggots either were abused, or they want dick and can\u2019t reconcile it with themselves. They scream how much they hate faggots to demonstrate that they\u2019re not one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>Think of it as \u201c<em>Methinks the maid doth protest too much.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>Lots of the men I\u2019ve known who were fighting what they really were also had serious porn addictions and often filmed their escapades so that they could have visual proof they weren\u2019t gay.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYeah, I put my dick in her and she loved it!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>I guess it\u2019s a kind of feedback loop. \u201cI fuck, therefore I\u2019m a man, not a faggot pussy!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>There are gay men who knowing they\u2019re gay, still feel \u201cLess Than\u201d and they\u2019re much more likely to have drinking problems or self medicate with God only knows what.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>I once knew a guy who\u2019d gotten a permanent case of \u201cCocaine Dick,\u201d He\u2019d get hard, he\u2019d fuck like a maniac, but for all his effort couldn\u2019t achieve climax. The poor man walked around all the time with a serious case of blue balls and couldn\u2019t find relief.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>His problem was that while he was okay being gay, he couldn\u2019t admit it to anyone. He felt he was a disappointment to his parents, and felt terrible guilt over not giving them grand children. That led to cocaine abuse, ultimately leading to his problem. Miraculously, when his parents died, (and it sounds harsh,) he got a handle on the coke, and after a few years began to have mostly normal orgasms.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019ve known men with meth addictions that had the same kinds of problem. In addition to their teeth rotting out of their heads.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>For some reason, men like these tend to open up to me. I guess I have a trustworthy face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>All of this preamble brings me to the point I wanted to make.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p>I theorize that Hunter Biden is gay.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\"><figure class=\"aligncenter\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" src=\"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/07\/hunter-biden-abc-interview-640x480-2822657517.jpeg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-12078\" srcset=\"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/07\/hunter-biden-abc-interview-640x480-2822657517.jpeg 640w, https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/07\/hunter-biden-abc-interview-640x480-2822657517-300x225.jpeg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p>He exemplifies the most troubled men I\u2019ve met in my life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>He\u2019s begging for Daddies approval, and attention. Who screws his brother\u2019s wife? What is that other than saying, \u201cSee, I measure up.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>Who admits snorting parmesan cheese out of a carpet except someone that is so troubled they have to be high to live their life?<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>Who knocks up a stripper, while fucking his brother\u2019s wife, while settling a nasty divorce?<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>Who gets, or stays, so fucked up that they leave a laptop full of self porn, with hookers, underage girls, and random women, at a shop and never goes back to claim it? <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>Someone in dire need of approval. Someone hoping Daddy sees the videos and says, \u201cGood job son, that one was hot!\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>Someone screaming for help. Someone so broken that they don\u2019t know any better than to keep going back into the situation that broke them in the first place.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>In short, a man whose inner turmoil is so profound that they only know one or two ways to feel good. Sex or drugs. <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>You can only fuck the pain away for so long. Eventually, no matter how many times you cum, no matter how many partners you have, you\u2019re still empty inside and nothing can fill that painful void. So you can only live, drunk enough, or high enough to numb the agony.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p>Unless you\u2019re really lucky. <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>Sometimes, you find yourself just drunk enough or just high enough, and you\u2019re with a guy. Sometimes that guy is open to fucking around and you think, \u201c<em>What the fuck? I\u2019ve done everything else. Let\u2019s see what cock tastes like. I wonder if a guys ass feels the same as a woman\u2019s.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>Then you\u2019re lying in the afterglow smoking a cigarette and realize, \u201cI don\u2019t hurt so much anymore. Something\u2019s changed, I don\u2019t feel so alone.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>You have an epiphany. You realize your life is yours. You understand what\u2019s been missing. <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>For the first time in your life, someone\u2026 The right person, at the right time, touched your soul. <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>It wasn\u2019t just about sex, it was seeing that there was another way. A way that didn\u2019t force you back into pain. There was the potential for you to find someone that always touched your soul and it wasn\u2019t just about your body. The physical pleasure was just the icing on the cake.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>If you\u2019re very lucky, it occurs to you that you don\u2019t have to be one way or another. You can have it all, if you\u2019re fearless enough and want what makes you happy. It\u2019s the ability to start to seize your own life and make the best of it you can.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>Yeah\u2026 Been there, done that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p>That\u2019s why I think Hunter Biden is gay. <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>I hope that he finds the right person, at the right time, and that someone can touch his soul.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>Then I hope he\u2019s fortunate enough to put the pieces together, bail on his dysfunctional family and seize control of his life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\"><figure class=\"aligncenter\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"654\" height=\"902\" src=\"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/07\/Screen-Shot-2022-07-11-at-3.45.53-PM.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-12079\" srcset=\"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/07\/Screen-Shot-2022-07-11-at-3.45.53-PM.png 654w, https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/07\/Screen-Shot-2022-07-11-at-3.45.53-PM-218x300.png 218w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 654px) 100vw, 654px\" \/><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p>I hate seeing someone in the kind of pain it looks like he\u2019s feeling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>He\u2019s still got time, unless he OD\u2019s tomorrow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It\u2019s a theory based on experience and observation. I\u2019ve known a lot of men in my life. Most of them were average \u201cnormal\u201d guys with families, jobs, the occasional night where they had a bit too much to drink, good neighbors, jokesters, and some athletic ability. 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