Wolves Need Hugs Too!

Having always been interested in big furry men, I came across a so-called bear group in Mexico City. Now, of course, I had absolutely no idea of what to expect and, not being a bear myself, I had to ask (or rather force) a friend to accompany me.
Because of my multiple doubts and hesitations we were way too late and the whole thing had already finished - I, however, did not leave unrewarded... No, I did not really meet anyone but the guy at the door was a huge furry bearish man. This guy was so friendly and warm, it made me feel all excited about arriving at a place where I would be surrounded by people like him!
See, the bear community describes itself as a group of big, furry men who do NOT exclude anyone. This is based in the fact that they (or should I say, we) have been shunned from the mainstream plastic gay community. Now, I am not saying that the point of this blog is to accuse them of being "evil to me" because they haven't - I happen to have good bear friends and have learned my way around the flesh-eating ones. Anyway, we returned for the next 'party' but, unfortunately, that was when that specific group disbanded. Happily, I had at least found what I was looking for - a group of people who were accepting and friendly to each other... Besides being furry and hot.
I decided to look up more information on the subject and came across countless porn sites - which were NOT what I was looking for! And a few informative ones. It came as an unpleasant surprise to realise that Mexico didn't have much about them (considering our population lives on junk food and fattening 'traditional' dishes, you would expect it to be the capital of BearWorld!).
Over the years, the names of the groups have changed and the meeting points have but dissapeared; turning into bars where people hardly speak to each other (unless it's for sex, of course) or private party venues (which, again, are for sex). I do not think there is anything wrong with this and I agree it is a part of gay life - I just think there could be so much more.
When I visited the bears in Washington, D.C., it amazed me how much more like a community it actually was! Not only did they all know each other but they actually SPOKE to each other outside a dark room; also, I was welcomed with hugs and smiles despite not being a stereotypical bear - or rather, being a chaser/wolf.
This showed me that my idea of a tight-knit bear community was not a utopia.
What are we missing in this country?
That is exactly what I intend to find out!

Wolf out!