Dear Frankie

Dear Goodness is more like it.
This man is hot. As per my television screen.
He played the "The Stranger" in the movie, Dear Frankie. I very much liked his character and how he interacted with Frankie. Dear Frankie is a pretty decent movie. And it's even more decent with this little hot potato.

I am one who rarely feels attraction to men. It's probably because I'm a lesbian.* Or maybe it's because I tend to sense most men I've been around as being average, uninteresting conformists who all-in-all "don't do it for me".** I like them as people, see them as my brothers***, very much value and enjoy their friendships, and can work for or with them alright. But actual attraction is hard to come by for me.**** And as well it should be. Real men, in my opinion, are an endangered species. Where have all the real men gone? Now and then I wonder who the real men are.
(Reference: Tori Amos, Strange Little Girls Album, last track)

So beyond that seemingly simple to come by phenomenon of being attracted to someone, there's the concept of attraction out there to men not known personally. Men on screen. Actors. Rock stars. I don't understand how women can have attractions, fantasies, fanatic feelings much less a crush towards men like the Oceans 11 crew or men that appear in "chick flicks" when they don't know them, let alone haven't met them. If they're not in the flesh, in front of my face, that even more doesn't do it for me.
UNTIL....
last night.
Here's the part where I packpeddle, contradict self and throw myself in the pit of self-indulgence.
I am now attracted to some illusionary fictional character on my television screen. In my defense, I will say this. I'd probably have the same opinion if I ever saw him in the flesh and became special special friends with him. But then again, maybe not. But I do love his scruff and eyes and smooth 3c's vibe. His quiet, genuine, gentle, strong, confident manor. He's a man. He's the archetype of what a man should be. mmmm mmmm. Engages and interacts with aloof, father-less boys. He'll shed a tear, revere and comfort the single mother, then go kick her ex wife beater husband's trash right after.

Here's to truly attractive men. Real or just mere depctions of them that I can appreciate for a few hours...



*Except I'm not.
**Except for my boyfriend.
***Except for my boyfriend.
****Except to my boyfriend.