Dear Oprah, the following passage from Walt Loves the Bearcat best expresses what it feels like being me, a black male homosexual who has survived AIDS since 1985:
“We live in an age where we are inundated with countless images from countless sources, from TV to movies to pop-up ads. A huge percentage of those images deal with love, sex and romance.
“Still, rare or nonexistent is the occasion where I encounter an image that reflects who I am and what I dream of. Even rarer and more nonexistent is the occasion where I encounter an image that might encourage another soul to dream of loving someone just like me.”