Scott O'Hara Died 13 Years Ago Today

'Spunk' O'Hara (I prefer 'Punk,' as he stood at about 5-4, feisty little devil) wrote his own obit, and I quote from it, 'Writer/publisher/performer Scott 'Spunk' O'Hara wishes to announce that he croaked at 10:40 p.m. on Wednesday, February 18. All of his friends and fans are sorely missed. In lieu of flowers, he requests that you make a donation to your favorite sperm bank.' That's what the Bay Area Reporter (BAR) and other gay media printed. For once, Scott was too modest here: he was also a great social commentator and philosopher. For some samples of his own wicked take on life, look into 'Rarely Pure and Never Simple' (1999) published by the Harrington Park Press, a collection of his essays, some of them culled from STEAM, Scott's 'zine of the '90's.
When I need inspiration, I read selected passages from Scott's 'Autopornography: A Memoir of Life in the Lust Lane' (1997)...who can deny the eroticism of 'God it felt good to shoot inside an ass again...and then reach inside and feel my cum squishing around in an asshole made fiery hot by the friction of my dick,' that's on page 141, and it was totally politically incorrect back in '97, when barebacking was considered dangerous, one of the most irresponsible things you could do...we were still a couple of years away from 'Depth Charge,' 'Breed Me,' and 'Bareback Buddies.' Uhm...wow. Only chemo could slow Scott down, and it finally did him in...renal failure during chemotherapy for lymphoma. He had just attended a rehearsal of his new play, 'Ex-Lovers.' He was at it to the very end.
He had a contrarian streak in him as wide as Van Ness Avenue, and I attribute that to his rather hippie Christian contrarian upbringing in Oregon. He had his own ideas about sex; and he talked and wrote about it at great length...some of his vocal comments were loud and boisterous, all of the writing was hearthfelt, sometimes idiosyncratic, and always personal. I love the chronology included in 'Autopornography,' which documented his jobs, travels, performances, and red letter dates, such as 'August 11, 1985: won Greasy Jockstrap Contest at Powerhouse, San Francisco, met Al Parker,' followed by 'September 2, 1985: fucked by Al Parker.' Isn't that great?
Scott O'Hara was one of a kind; and getting fucked by Scott O'Hara was something to remember.