You are not alone, OP.
I think gay culture has gotten worse. Grindr is anti-social. You don't meet many people, you don't converse, you don't make platonic friends and you don't dance.
I never got to experience the heydays of the '70s. But now I thank God I got to experience authentic, gay cruising culture in the late '90s — even under the specter of AIDS.
I got to hang out, meet lots of interesting people -- street kids and hustlers in cruising spots. Friends from college for drinks and dancing. Public parks, gyms and restrooms were AWESOME hotbeds where you could have sex with HOTTIES any time of the day.
People would actually have to show up, IN PERSON, instead of catfishing you on Grindr. You hooked up with SOMEBODY because you all went to the trouble to go out. Now people don't even go out unless they get an offer from Channing Tatum online.
I got to experience bathhouses when hot guys went there; porno theaters and adult bookstores when they were always packed -- and packing.
And then I watched the internet take it all away.
The history books say men were cruising since the dawn of civilization. Accounts and art from Babylon, ancient Greece and Rome prove that the earliest cities had streets, temples, public parks, gyms and bathhouses where men would cruise to have sex with men.
Practically an unbroken chain of men having sex with men in big cities for 7,000 years disappeared in the five years between gay.com, Facebook and Grindr.
It's a shocking cultural upheaval -- a culture gone extinct.
Thank God I was there for the last hurrah. I had so much fucking fun. On my knees surrounded by 6-7 HOT and OK guys fucking my face bukkake style or joining 2-3 hot guys running a train on a hot bottom.
The planets don't align like that frequently through the internet.
What you see in pics is NOT what you get.
I also planned my entire future as a sexual libertine and an outlaw.
Now I'm supposed to settle down, get married and have kids like the basic fucking breeders. I can't just be slutty and free my whole life without shame from a different corner.