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Then I revisited Mr. Marcus.
Since Mr. Marcus was my first love, I really wanted to be SURE that I didn't have any lingering feelings for him.
Honestly speaking, Mr. Marcus is a great organization. I love their history and rich traditions. I like the fact that they have their very own culture. When their members finally grow up, they are real gentlemen. REAL gentlemen!
The problem is they don't grow up until 55, LOL.
But no, seriously..... the one thing that I had against Mr. Marcus was that in my experiences the membership of today was so far away from the ideals of the organization, both what they portray on their website and contemporary literature as well as the more historical aspects.
Their programming is on point, theoretically -- but all I saw was the parties.
In a crowd full of them at a step show, I saw ONE that was like me..... while everyone was being "owt" there was this one Mr. Marcus wearing glasses and sitting with his hands folded.
Did I want to pledge to be around people who were nothing like me? Did I want to pledge to fit a stereotype that was not in line with my values?
To this day I have the utmost respect for the organization and the members who continue to make its history -- but when I revisited the issue, I was one hundred percent certain that Mr. Marcus was not in my heart.
That only left Mandingo and Brian Pumper.
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