Jonathan Apollo
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I bang my keyboard and words come out. It's what I do. 40-something, M, NYC. He/Him/His. #TPWK
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Stories (29/0)
A Glaring Omission. Top Story - June 2024.
I made peace with being cast out by others pretty early in life. As lonely as it may sound, I don’t recall many times during childhood when those actions affected me any longer than a moment or two. Being deemed the weird/gay/weird gay freak by everyone from neighborhood kids to blood relatives allowed me the privilege of sneaking away whenever I pleased to dive deeper into hobbies that molded the proud pop culture geek and writer I am today.
By Jonathan Apolloa day ago in Psyche
A Personal Parasocial Parable
Like most things in life, it started with a “like.” I’m sure it was a “moot” – internet slang for “mutual friend/follower” – who first led me to him. I had seen his content pop up on my feeds for some time in videos and GIF sets, and finally got curious enough to see what the hype was all about.
By Jonathan Apollo6 days ago in Humans
Maybe Justin Timberlake Just Isn't A Good Person
“I’d like to take this opportunity to apologize to absolutely fucking nobody.” On January 31, 2024, while in the middle of a free concert to promote his then-upcoming sixth studio album, singer Justin Timberlake paused between songs to throw shade.
By Jonathan Apollo8 days ago in Geeks
Charm Disarmed: How Race Issues and Ego Put a Hex on My 'Charmed' Affection. Content Warning.
Charmed, the original series from the 90s, was once one of my favorite comfort shows. Every week, I allowed myself to be swept away into the world of the powerful Halliwell Sisters, three San Francisco-based women known to fellow witches and demons everywhere as the all-powerful "Charmed Ones." Sadly, time and recent revelations about the WB/CW series have altered my feelings and keep me grounded in a new reality. While some may assume my issues lie with the contentious relationships between the show’s main cast – actresses Shannen Doherty (Prue Halliwell), Holly Marie Combs (Piper Halliwell), Alyssa Milano (Phoebe Halliwell), and Rose McGowan (Paige Matthews) – those actually fall on the tail end of my true grievance.
By Jonathan Apollo15 days ago in Geeks
The Ties That Unbind
Weeks before Momma lost the ability to speak, she made one last promise and one final request. To her last surviving son, she promised that she would fight as hard as she could against her cancer prognosis. This was in response to what my aunt claimed Momma told her just days prior – that she had no fight left in her. I knew Momma was lying by the look in her eyes alone, but I allowed her to keep the ruse going.
By Jonathan Apollo19 days ago in Families
Aaron, Oh, Aaron: My Thoughts On the Life of Aaron Carter. Content Warning.
I remember when Aaron Carter prophesied that he would die an early death. In the liner notes for the singer’s 2001 Oh, Aaron album, the singer; then, just months shy of his 14th birthday, contemplated the life that had brought him immense fame and an immeasurable level of sadness that his young fanbase could never fathom.
By Jonathan Apollo29 days ago in Beat
The Worst Part
My grief from losing Momma still has ways of surprising me. This coming September will mark three years since she physically left this Earth. There are days where it feels like it just happened yesterday and others where the sadness of every bit of those three years circles somewhere deep within. The latter is where I find myself most of the time – a dull yet continuous heartache that’s occasionally manageable if I can find a good enough distraction. If grief is the remaining love we never get to express (or “love persevering,” as some characters may say), then I know this is something I will feel on wavering levels for the remainder of my life.
By Jonathan Apolloabout a month ago in Families
Hanging On for Dear Life
I still remember the first time I heard “Hanging On for Dear Life” by Jennifer McGill… and the other first time. The very first was way back in the early 90s. In the middle of a very late night, I was awake and bored enough to watch a movie that I recorded weeks before. The movie was My Boyfriend’s Back, a silly horror-comedy that most film buffs regard as the one credit the late Phillip Seymour Hoffman probably wished he could erase from his acting resume.
By Jonathan Apollo2 months ago in Beat
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