Grindr: The World of Chance and Woe
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Beginning to emerge into the awareness of all aspects of society, Grindr is an app that is tailored specifically for the gay populace to meet, chat and acquaint themselves with others nearby. Or so the app store description tastefully phrases it. The reality of the app unfolds into a world filled with internalised homophobia, lecherous pensioners and curious straight boys. Think Tinder on steroids. Grindr is a terrifying experience, acting as its very own world with a set of ideals, rules and hierarchies. Each town boasts their own big names backed with reputations and hidden identities of faceless men – with each town’s set of profiles acting as a microcosm for the overall app itself. One will find each and every type of profile within a fifteen mile radius, with this being replicated across the globe. Yet one must ask, considering its exceedingly bad reputation and seemingly distasteful content, why is it so popular? Interestingly, the vast majority of homosexuals have (or had) Grindr – myself included. Its main appeal also serves as its major downside; sex on tap. It is the 21st Century and as a society we have progressed into a state of sexual empowerment, with the app serving as an extension of modern attitudes to sex and relationships. This would not be such an issue if people had the looks, conversations or ages to actually be deemed an appropriate match. Alas, personalities, conversation or a similar age seems too difficult to fathom. Occasionally a hidden gem emerges and it is here that the app’s use comes into fruition, and joining seems somewhat worthwhile. However, Grindr is a guilty party in giving the gay community a certain reputation, as well as ruining our chances of substantiality. It’s breeding us to judge others solely upon appearance and causing us to become hyper-critical of anybody that pops up. A strict process seems to exist, and repeats itself cyclically.
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