"Tom Katt" gets religion

[Xstr8guy]

Straight?! Haha.

“During the period of the movies, I had two boyfriends and a couple of girlfriends. I felt I had to stay away from women because, ‘hello,’ I was doing gay porn — no woman was going to have anything to do with me,” he says.

Sure, straight guys use "hello" like that all of the time.

[Sana Chan]

This shows how much I know.

I thought we were talking about that therapist guy who had a cartoon show on Comedy Central, Doctor Katz I think his name was.

[Richard Craver]

not to hijack my own thread but how much do 'big time' gay porn stars make 'all in' with films, promotion, escorting? enquiring minds want to know.

and is mr. katt really not all that bright?

[Dzinerbear]

That's a shame. He must really be struggling with something. I have a lot of sympathy for people who go to this extreme, finding religion to cure themselves, because it's a painful journey. When I was 15 years old I discovered Jesus could cure me and I set off on a four-year quest to be rid of my homosexual "demons."

Imagine what it's like to fight your natural urges everyday and beat yourself up every time you slip. It's horribly painful and lonely. I feel bad for Katt.

Things kind of came to a head (pardon the pun) when I was around 18 years old. I had read a couple of books where gay guys were delivered from Satan and completely healed. It was a dramatic experience, almost exorcist like, where a bunch of people jumped on this gay guy and prayed for him. The demons started coming out of his body through his mouth in the form of white foam. So I decided that was the answer. Since that didn't happen to me, I hadn't been healed and that's why I was still gay.

The next time I went to a Full Gospel Businessmen's dinner I decided I was going to get healed. There was a big-time screaming preacher there. Now, you have to understand, I was into this stuff big time -- speaking in tongues, slaying in the spirit (falling backwards when someone touches you), prophecy, tambourines, singing, dancing, hands up in the air. The kind of churches I went to made your regular "Amen, Sister, with a big wailing choir" kind of Black church look pretty tame.

So after the dinner and the speaker, they did the prayer call. I went up to the front. Some helper guy of the speaker's came over and asked what I needed. I told him. He prayed for me, patted me on the head, and sent me on my way. As he turned to go to the next person, I said, "Wait." He turned back, and I said, "They're still in there."

"Who is still in there?" he asked.

"The demons, there are hundreds of them. I can see them and they're still in there." This second-stringer got really nervous and starting hemming and hawing. He ran over and grabbed the big guy, the one we had all come to hear. He told the guy obviously what I was there for and what I had said. Well, that man caming running at me full-force and before he even got right to me, he started screaming, "You HOMOSEXUAL demons come out of this servant of God." If he screamed homosexual at the top of his lungs once, he didn't it about eight times. The whole room stopped dead, including a group of friends I had come with who had no idea. He put his hands on my head and screamed his fucking head off.

I just wanted to die.

And that was pretty much the end of it for me. I wasn't healed. No foam came out of my mouth. I was humiliated and embarrassed. At first I was confused because why would God do this for someone else and not me. I went to church, I read the Bible, I sang, I raised my hands, I witnessed, I spoke in tongues. I did everything I was supposed to do. And then one day, I said, "God, if you don't like who I am, then I don't want anything to do with you anymore. So fuck off."

It's a funny story to tell now, and even funnier in person as I act it out. But it's one of the 12 most defining moments of my life. But it took me four years to muster up the courage to go there.

I understand how some of you feel about Tom Katt and what he's doing, but try to have some compassion for the guy. He must be in a lot of pain to turn his back on what I would consider to be his own true self, although I don't know him so I don't know. There are going to be a lot of tear-filled nights in Tom's future. His decision has nothing to do with being the brightest bulb in the box or not, it has to do with an intense feeling of loneliness and just wanting to fit in -- belong -- somewhere. And I imagine the fact that he's getting older and isn't getting much work (because we don't like to watch old guys fuck) has a lot to do with his feelings of despair and loneliness.

I hope he finds some measure of peace, but I doubt he will.

Cheers,
Michael