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The Gaze Militant

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Here's an interesting exchange (via). It's fun and easy to laugh at Romney's discomfiture here, but one thing jumped out at me: if this Vietnam veteran is going to make same-sex marriage the deciding issue when he votes, he won't be able to vote for Barack Obama either. Obama has always made his opposition to same-sex marriage clear and unmistakable, except for those who absolutely insist on deluding themselves.
“I’m a Christian,” Mr. Obama said on a radio program in his 2004 race for Senate. “And so, although I try not to have my religious beliefs dominate or determine my political views on this issue, I do believe that tradition, and my religious beliefs say that marriage is something sanctified between a man and a woman.”
Luckily, his religious beliefs apparently don't say anything about homosexuals serving in the military, though even on that matter, despite his promises, he did nothing for two years. It took him just about as long to stop defending the Defense of Marriage Act against legal challenges. If I had a magic wand, I'd wave it to let Bob Garon, the veteran who challenged Romney, sit down to breakfast with President Obama and ask him the same questions.

At the same time, I wouldn't mind putting some questions to Mr. Garon. The U.S. Constitution doesn't say anything about marriage, so it's not correct to say that denying him marriage denies him his Constitutional rights. (According to the Queerty article from which I learned his name, he's married to another man under Vermont law. Even without DOMA, other states aren't required to recognize that marriage. That's likely to be contested for some time, even if DOMA is repealed.) I do get tired of people talking about marriage "rights," when what marriage confers is privileges and benefits, and why should married people get special privileges and benefits? One negative side effect of the push for same-sex marriage is that it has devalued other relationships, such as domestic partnerships, that extended recognition to nonmarital relationships. If the Family and Medical Leave Act were passed today, would it extend its benefits to people who aren't related by marriage or "blood"? I doubt it. The more I watch the debates over marriage, the more I agree with Nancy Polikoff that it is families that need support and recognition, whether they involve marriage or not.

Having said that, I must add that I enjoyed watching Bob Garon make Romney uncomfortable. As one commenter at Queerty pointed out, Romney could hardly have expected, when he sat down with those two old men that morning, that they would not only be gay but let him know it, and that one of them would challenge him on gay marriage. Things have certainly changed since I was a boy, but then, Bob Garon is only a few years older than I am. Those of us old gay militants who are still around have not become less militant. But I'd still like to see him confront Barack Obama.

The Gaze Militant

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Here's an interesting exchange (via). It's fun and easy to laugh at Romney's discomfiture here, but one thing jumped out at me: if this Vietnam veteran is going to make same-sex marriage the deciding issue when he votes, he won't be able to vote for Barack Obama either. Obama has always made his opposition to same-sex marriage clear and unmistakable, except for those who absolutely insist on deluding themselves.
“I’m a Christian,” Mr. Obama said on a radio program in his 2004 race for Senate. “And so, although I try not to have my religious beliefs dominate or determine my political views on this issue, I do believe that tradition, and my religious beliefs say that marriage is something sanctified between a man and a woman.”
Luckily, his religious beliefs apparently don't say anything about homosexuals serving in the military, though even on that matter, despite his promises, he did nothing for two years. It took him just about as long to stop defending the Defense of Marriage Act against legal challenges. If I had a magic wand, I'd wave it to let Bob Garon, the veteran who challenged Romney, sit down to breakfast with President Obama and ask him the same questions.

At the same time, I wouldn't mind putting some questions to Mr. Garon. The U.S. Constitution doesn't say anything about marriage, so it's not correct to say that denying him marriage denies him his Constitutional rights. (According to the Queerty article from which I learned his name, he's married to another man under Vermont law. Even without DOMA, other states aren't required to recognize that marriage. That's likely to be contested for some time, even if DOMA is repealed.) I do get tired of people talking about marriage "rights," when what marriage confers is privileges and benefits, and why should married people get special privileges and benefits? One negative side effect of the push for same-sex marriage is that it has devalued other relationships, such as domestic partnerships, that extended recognition to nonmarital relationships. If the Family and Medical Leave Act were passed today, would it extend its benefits to people who aren't related by marriage or "blood"? I doubt it. The more I watch the debates over marriage, the more I agree with Nancy Polikoff that it is families that need support and recognition, whether they involve marriage or not.

Having said that, I must add that I enjoyed watching Bob Garon make Romney uncomfortable. As one commenter at Queerty pointed out, Romney could hardly have expected, when he sat down with those two old men that morning, that they would not only be gay but let him know it, and that one of them would challenge him on gay marriage. Things have certainly changed since I was a boy, but then, Bob Garon is only a few years older than I am. Those of us old gay militants who are still around have not become less militant. But I'd still like to see him confront Barack Obama.

To See Ourselves As Others See Us

What I was looking for when I found that previous story was the latest Dan Savage column (which I first read at the Onion AV Club). It contained a letter from a scared, gay college freshman:
I'm still unable to admit my sexuality to my friends, teammates, classmates, and hallmates. I have thought about joining the LGBT organizations, but those guys are too "out" for me. Not that there's any problem with that. I just don't think that being gay is anyone else's business unless I want them to know. The hardest part is seeing other freshmen go out to parties, hook up, and date when I don't have the opportunity to do so. I've resorted to going on Craigslist, but my encounters have been weird. What should I do?

Closeted Undergrad

I've heard versions of this story many times over the past forty years, so I was curious to see what Dan Savage would have to say about it.

He begins adequately, by lecturing him gently on the psychic cost of the closet, inviting him to imagine his straight friends in the same boat:
What would the straight guys on your team have to do in order to hide their straightness from you? They could never mention their girlfriends, go out on dates, or hook up with someone they met at a party. They would have to hide their porn and be careful not to check out girls in public. They could never get engaged, get married, or have kids. They might be able to have furtive, secretive, and shame-driven sexual encounters with other closeted heterosexuals they met online or in places where closeted straight people gathered to have anonymous sex, but finding love—true and lasting love—would be extremely difficult.
"Team"? Closeted Undergrad didn't mention a team; or maybe he did but Savage edited down the letter and forgot what he'd cut out. No matter, really. So far so good.
It wouldn't be impossible—some gay people managed to find lasting love back in the bad old days—but it would be difficult. And the sneaking around and hiding and lying would ultimately warp their psyches and their lives.
Not so good. I think Savage is trying to scare the boy with old folklore. In fact, from what I've read and the older gay people I've known, a lot more than "some" managed to find "lasting love," though we'll never know exactly how many. We don't know how many do so now. Contrariwise, a lot of out gay people never find "lasting love." Some don't want to. Some want to but can't make a relationship last. The same is true of straight people.
... once you're out, you don't have to hang out with gay people with whom you don't click, and you don't have to be gay the way, say, the LGBT groupers on your campus are gay. Remember: Gay men who are out at your age (18?) tend to be a bit gayer than the average gay dude. They're out in part because they can't be in. And God bless 'em and more power to 'em and the gay rights/liberation movement would never have gotten off the ground without 'em. But since you can pass, CU, you've had the option of waiting.
Again, not so good. Rather worse, in fact. Neither Savage nor I know how "gay" the people in this kid's campus LGBT group are. What the kid complained about was how "out" they were, which is something else again, but many people think of being out as being flamboyantly, flamingly "stereotypical." But a deeply closeted kid like Closeted Undergrad might simply be frightened by the fact that the "groupers" aren't closeted: their straight friends know they're gay, they participate in public action like writing letters or columns in the student newspaper, and so on. That in itself is enough to terrify the closeted.

Some years ago, the campus LGBT group here at IU met in a room at the top of the Student Activities Tower in the student Union building. The room was one floor higher than the elevator would go, so there was a landing below the stairway you took to get to the meeting. Often people going to meetings would notice other people pacing around on that landing. Later on some of them finally climbed the stairs, and some of them told us how hard it had been for them to do it, how afraid they were of walking through the door and entering a gay space. I could (and still can) sympathize with them, because I had a similar experience myself.

Occasionally someone would tell us that the group should change its name (OUT) to something less ... obvious. A lot of people were afraid to come to meetings, they told us, because they couldn't tell their straight friends where they were going without giving themselves away. They also thought the meetings were in too public a place. Meanie that I am, I suggested that an additional group be started for such people: call it "Almost Out." The date, time, contact information, and location of its meetings would be kept secret. Someone asked me, "So, when's the next meeting?"

"I'm sorry," I said innocently, "I can't tell you that."

But maybe Closeted Undergrad does consider the members of his campus LGBT group to be, like, too gay. I've heard that one before too. A guy once complained to me that when he attended an OUT meeting, it was full of screaming queens. I remembered that meeting, and it was nothing of the kind: true, there were some big queens and dykes there, but there were plenty of other people who weren't. I told him this. I did not tell him that he was not nearly as butch himself as he evidently liked to think. Nor was he unique in this attitude. Unlike Dan Savage, I wouldn't assume that Closeted Undergrad is passing. Maybe he only thinks he is; he won't know until he comes out to his straight friends and they tell him, "Finally! What took you so long?" I'd bet that six months after he comes out, CU will be performing in amateur drag nights. (As I recall from Dan Savage's own It Gets Better video, he was no John Wayne at that age himself, and got picked on because he "couldn't be in." Why is he talking about such people as "they" instead of "we"?)

Not that it matters. I've also met people who complained that OUT was just a "meatrack" (they all used the same word, interestingly), that everybody there was just looking for sex, and the complainers complained that they never got laid. Some cognitive dissonance there, no? I've talked to people who complained after attending one or two meetings that they hadn't met the love of their life, so there was no point in going to another. ("I know that you hate me for going back into the closet," one of them told me. How they do love to project onto others! I didn't hate him; I thought he was probably right, he wasn't ready to come out yet.) People do "hook up" at campus LGBT groups, but they are better sites for making friends and learning something of the range of gay people's experience. If you go looking for love, without taking any other kind of interest in the people you meet there, you will probably be disappointed. As Dan told CU, he doesn't have to hang out with gay people with whom he doesn't click -- but he won't be able to find people he clicks with unless he gets out a little.

On the other hand, Closeted Undergrad doesn't have to start with the community we call gay. Lots of gay people told their straight friends first, and only later went looking for other gay people, especially when we found out that we were still going to have to watch our straight friends go to parties, "hook up", and date while we tended the music or the keg by ourselves. ("Hook up" is a term that confuses me. Usually it seems to mean "find a one-night sexual partner", sometimes it seems to mean "make the acquaintance of someone who might become a sexual or romantic partner in the indefinite future.") But Closeted Undergrad needs to get it through his rather thick skull that he can't expect every gay person he meets to be a potential sex partner or even friend -- anymore than straights can expect the same of each other. Some of them he may not even like, and vice versa. It looks to me like CU is just looking for what used to be called "tricks", or today "hookups." Which is his privilege, but in that case he should stick with Craigslist or the local adult bookstore -- whatever. It also sounds as if he's surprised to find that hookups aren't particularly fulfilling and don't lead to true love; but the same can be said of most dates.

So it might be just as well if Closeted Undergrad waits a while before he comes out; that he went to personal ads on Craigslist (which I am bound to say seems to me to show a somewhat impatient nature) supports this. So does the remark "I just don't think that being gay is anyone else's business unless I want them to know." Evidently he feels that way even about his sexual partners. Unlike Dan, I don't think he's ready to come out yet. It won't kill him to wait another year or two; many people have waited longer. (I was 20 when I came out, and I've known people who were older, often much older.) His penis won't fall off nor will his heart shrivel if he waits until he's ready to stop playing games with himself and with other people.

It's not like he's trapped in some podunk town with no resources but the Internet and the nearest highway rest stop; if his college has a campus LGBT group, it also must have other social possibilities as well: parties, friendship circles, maybe a gay Christian group if he's kinky that way. He's not interested in people: I suspect that what he wants, or fantasizes, is of a hot stud being left anonymously at his door, wrapped in cellophane for his protection, to be disposed of when he tires of him. This kind of self-absorption isn't evil; it's merely adolescent. But then, he is only eighteen.

Even his letter is a game: he presents Dan with an impossible problem -- how to "hook up" without letting anyone else know he's gay. I've known many people over the years with the same attitude, and Dan Savage has surely received even more letters from such people. Usually he doesn't go all moist about them. It's good to be gentle with the young, but not to overindulge them; that's not Dan Savage's style at all.

To See Ourselves As Others See Us

What I was looking for when I found that previous story was the latest Dan Savage column (which I first read at the Onion AV Club). It contained a letter from a scared, gay college freshman:
I'm still unable to admit my sexuality to my friends, teammates, classmates, and hallmates. I have thought about joining the LGBT organizations, but those guys are too "out" for me. Not that there's any problem with that. I just don't think that being gay is anyone else's business unless I want them to know. The hardest part is seeing other freshmen go out to parties, hook up, and date when I don't have the opportunity to do so. I've resorted to going on Craigslist, but my encounters have been weird. What should I do?

Closeted Undergrad

I've heard versions of this story many times over the past forty years, so I was curious to see what Dan Savage would have to say about it.

He begins adequately, by lecturing him gently on the psychic cost of the closet, inviting him to imagine his straight friends in the same boat:
What would the straight guys on your team have to do in order to hide their straightness from you? They could never mention their girlfriends, go out on dates, or hook up with someone they met at a party. They would have to hide their porn and be careful not to check out girls in public. They could never get engaged, get married, or have kids. They might be able to have furtive, secretive, and shame-driven sexual encounters with other closeted heterosexuals they met online or in places where closeted straight people gathered to have anonymous sex, but finding love—true and lasting love—would be extremely difficult.
"Team"? Closeted Undergrad didn't mention a team; or maybe he did but Savage edited down the letter and forgot what he'd cut out. No matter, really. So far so good.
It wouldn't be impossible—some gay people managed to find lasting love back in the bad old days—but it would be difficult. And the sneaking around and hiding and lying would ultimately warp their psyches and their lives.
Not so good. I think Savage is trying to scare the boy with old folklore. In fact, from what I've read and the older gay people I've known, a lot more than "some" managed to find "lasting love," though we'll never know exactly how many. We don't know how many do so now. Contrariwise, a lot of out gay people never find "lasting love." Some don't want to. Some want to but can't make a relationship last. The same is true of straight people.
... once you're out, you don't have to hang out with gay people with whom you don't click, and you don't have to be gay the way, say, the LGBT groupers on your campus are gay. Remember: Gay men who are out at your age (18?) tend to be a bit gayer than the average gay dude. They're out in part because they can't be in. And God bless 'em and more power to 'em and the gay rights/liberation movement would never have gotten off the ground without 'em. But since you can pass, CU, you've had the option of waiting.
Again, not so good. Rather worse, in fact. Neither Savage nor I know how "gay" the people in this kid's campus LGBT group are. What the kid complained about was how "out" they were, which is something else again, but many people think of being out as being flamboyantly, flamingly "stereotypical." But a deeply closeted kid like Closeted Undergrad might simply be frightened by the fact that the "groupers" aren't closeted: their straight friends know they're gay, they participate in public action like writing letters or columns in the student newspaper, and so on. That in itself is enough to terrify the closeted.

Some years ago, the campus LGBT group here at IU met in a room at the top of the Student Activities Tower in the student Union building. The room was one floor higher than the elevator would go, so there was a landing below the stairway you took to get to the meeting. Often people going to meetings would notice other people pacing around on that landing. Later on some of them finally climbed the stairs, and some of them told us how hard it had been for them to do it, how afraid they were of walking through the door and entering a gay space. I could (and still can) sympathize with them, because I had a similar experience myself.

Occasionally someone would tell us that the group should change its name (OUT) to something less ... obvious. A lot of people were afraid to come to meetings, they told us, because they couldn't tell their straight friends where they were going without giving themselves away. They also thought the meetings were in too public a place. Meanie that I am, I suggested that an additional group be started for such people: call it "Almost Out." The date, time, contact information, and location of its meetings would be kept secret. Someone asked me, "So, when's the next meeting?"

"I'm sorry," I said innocently, "I can't tell you that."

But maybe Closeted Undergrad does consider the members of his campus LGBT group to be, like, too gay. I've heard that one before too. A guy once complained to me that when he attended an OUT meeting, it was full of screaming queens. I remembered that meeting, and it was nothing of the kind: true, there were some big queens and dykes there, but there were plenty of other people who weren't. I told him this. I did not tell him that he was not nearly as butch himself as he evidently liked to think. Nor was he unique in this attitude. Unlike Dan Savage, I wouldn't assume that Closeted Undergrad is passing. Maybe he only thinks he is; he won't know until he comes out to his straight friends and they tell him, "Finally! What took you so long?" I'd bet that six months after he comes out, CU will be performing in amateur drag nights. (As I recall from Dan Savage's own It Gets Better video, he was no John Wayne at that age himself, and got picked on because he "couldn't be in." Why is he talking about such people as "they" instead of "we"?)

Not that it matters. I've also met people who complained that OUT was just a "meatrack" (they all used the same word, interestingly), that everybody there was just looking for sex, and the complainers complained that they never got laid. Some cognitive dissonance there, no? I've talked to people who complained after attending one or two meetings that they hadn't met the love of their life, so there was no point in going to another. ("I know that you hate me for going back into the closet," one of them told me. How they do love to project onto others! I didn't hate him; I thought he was probably right, he wasn't ready to come out yet.) People do "hook up" at campus LGBT groups, but they are better sites for making friends and learning something of the range of gay people's experience. If you go looking for love, without taking any other kind of interest in the people you meet there, you will probably be disappointed. As Dan told CU, he doesn't have to hang out with gay people with whom he doesn't click -- but he won't be able to find people he clicks with unless he gets out a little.

On the other hand, Closeted Undergrad doesn't have to start with the community we call gay. Lots of gay people told their straight friends first, and only later went looking for other gay people, especially when we found out that we were still going to have to watch our straight friends go to parties, "hook up", and date while we tended the music or the keg by ourselves. ("Hook up" is a term that confuses me. Usually it seems to mean "find a one-night sexual partner", sometimes it seems to mean "make the acquaintance of someone who might become a sexual or romantic partner in the indefinite future.") But Closeted Undergrad needs to get it through his rather thick skull that he can't expect every gay person he meets to be a potential sex partner or even friend -- anymore than straights can expect the same of each other. Some of them he may not even like, and vice versa. It looks to me like CU is just looking for what used to be called "tricks", or today "hookups." Which is his privilege, but in that case he should stick with Craigslist or the local adult bookstore -- whatever. It also sounds as if he's surprised to find that hookups aren't particularly fulfilling and don't lead to true love; but the same can be said of most dates.

So it might be just as well if Closeted Undergrad waits a while before he comes out; that he went to personal ads on Craigslist (which I am bound to say seems to me to show a somewhat impatient nature) supports this. So does the remark "I just don't think that being gay is anyone else's business unless I want them to know." Evidently he feels that way even about his sexual partners. Unlike Dan, I don't think he's ready to come out yet. It won't kill him to wait another year or two; many people have waited longer. (I was 20 when I came out, and I've known people who were older, often much older.) His penis won't fall off nor will his heart shrivel if he waits until he's ready to stop playing games with himself and with other people.

It's not like he's trapped in some podunk town with no resources but the Internet and the nearest highway rest stop; if his college has a campus LGBT group, it also must have other social possibilities as well: parties, friendship circles, maybe a gay Christian group if he's kinky that way. He's not interested in people: I suspect that what he wants, or fantasizes, is of a hot stud being left anonymously at his door, wrapped in cellophane for his protection, to be disposed of when he tires of him. This kind of self-absorption isn't evil; it's merely adolescent. But then, he is only eighteen.

Even his letter is a game: he presents Dan with an impossible problem -- how to "hook up" without letting anyone else know he's gay. I've known many people over the years with the same attitude, and Dan Savage has surely received even more letters from such people. Usually he doesn't go all moist about them. It's good to be gentle with the young, but not to overindulge them; that's not Dan Savage's style at all.

Accentuate the Obvious

Today I was one of the speakers on a GLB panel for a college class, and the question of choice came up again. It occurred to me as I listened to the other speakers that they were even more confused than I'd thought. They talked about people who'd had bad coming-out experiences, and who would choose that? No one, perhaps. This was a variation on the familiar rhetorical question, "Would anyone choose a 'lifestyle' that causes them to be hated, condemned, and vilified?" Why, yes, they would, and they have. But I hadn't heard it applied to coming out before, which has nothing to do with the question whether being gay is a choice.

Or does it? Coming out -- the process of telling other people, gay or straight, that you are not heterosexual -- is pretty clearly a choice. When I started that process, four decades ago, I anticipated that I would have some bad experiences (rejection, hostility, malignant ignorance, etc.), and did my best to prepare myself to deal with them. I was lucky: very few people reacted negatively. But when I did have bad experiences with straight people, it wasn't my choice, it was theirs.

At the risk of distracting the reader, let me suggest an analogy. Anti-choice bigots often try to confuse the issue by conflating the choice of having sexual intercourse with the choice to have a baby: if a woman has sex with a man, they claim, she should expect to get pregnant, and therefore her decision to have sex was a decision to have a baby, regardless of her actual intent -- and if she does become pregnant, she has forfeited all choice thereafter, except the choice of putting the baby up for adoption after its birth. Not all sex leads to conception, however, so choosing to have intercourse is not equivalent to choosing to have a baby. Nor is driving a car equivalent to deciding to die in a fiery collision. Nor is coming out a decision to be disowned by one's parents. Nor, for that matter, is expressing anti-gay opinions a decision to have those opinions derided, rebutted, and vilified -- bigots can usually recognize that distinction, at least!

I'd have thought that all this was obvious, but it obviously isn't, worse luck. I was disturbed by this mutation of the "Would anyone choose a 'lifestyle' ..." meme, which is obnoxious enough in its own right. If gay people (and their allies, presumably) are going to start trying to claim coming out and gay identity as non-choices, then where will we go from there? Evidently the trend is to deny any responsibility and choice in their lives at all, but in order to do that consistently they would have to exempt antigay people from responsibility and choice too, and I don't think that will happen. (Freedom and responsibility for thee, but not for me!) As I said in my own answer to the question about choice, no one knows what choice is, and the science which is used to claim that homosexuality is not a choice doesn't recognize that human beings make any choices at all, since it considers free will an illusion. But the people who claim they were born gay don't realize this: they do believe they make choices, but being gay isn't one of them... and now, it appears, coming out wasn't a choice either.

I must admit, of course, that this has to do with a blind spot of my own. To quote myself:
... unlike most gay people I’ve known, I did not expect everything to be easy when I came out. There’s a weird paradox there: most people who, like me, made a conscious move to come out to straights, seem to have delayed that move as long as we did because we feared the consequences: that our friends, our families, random strangers would hate and despise us for being queer. And yet, after coming out, a good many gay people express shock and dismay that not everyone treats them with respect, let alone acceptance. I’m deliberately echoing Captain Renault’s famous line from Casablanca: I am shocked! shocked, I tell you! to find that there is homophobia going on here. Their shock may be as theatrical, as fake, as Captain Renault's; what I don't get is what it's supposed to achieve.

Accentuate the Obvious

Today I was one of the speakers on a GLB panel for a college class, and the question of choice came up again. It occurred to me as I listened to the other speakers that they were even more confused than I'd thought. They talked about people who'd had bad coming-out experiences, and who would choose that? No one, perhaps. This was a variation on the familiar rhetorical question, "Would anyone choose a 'lifestyle' that causes them to be hated, condemned, and vilified?" Why, yes, they would, and they have. But I hadn't heard it applied to coming out before, which has nothing to do with the question whether being gay is a choice.

Or does it? Coming out -- the process of telling other people, gay or straight, that you are not heterosexual -- is pretty clearly a choice. When I started that process, four decades ago, I anticipated that I would have some bad experiences (rejection, hostility, malignant ignorance, etc.), and did my best to prepare myself to deal with them. I was lucky: very few people reacted negatively. But when I did have bad experiences with straight people, it wasn't my choice, it was theirs.

At the risk of distracting the reader, let me suggest an analogy. Anti-choice bigots often try to confuse the issue by conflating the choice of having sexual intercourse with the choice to have a baby: if a woman has sex with a man, they claim, she should expect to get pregnant, and therefore her decision to have sex was a decision to have a baby, regardless of her actual intent -- and if she does become pregnant, she has forfeited all choice thereafter, except the choice of putting the baby up for adoption after its birth. Not all sex leads to conception, however, so choosing to have intercourse is not equivalent to choosing to have a baby. Nor is driving a car equivalent to deciding to die in a fiery collision. Nor is coming out a decision to be disowned by one's parents. Nor, for that matter, is expressing anti-gay opinions a decision to have those opinions derided, rebutted, and vilified -- bigots can usually recognize that distinction, at least!

I'd have thought that all this was obvious, but it obviously isn't, worse luck. I was disturbed by this mutation of the "Would anyone choose a 'lifestyle' ..." meme, which is obnoxious enough in its own right. If gay people (and their allies, presumably) are going to start trying to claim coming out and gay identity as non-choices, then where will we go from there? Evidently the trend is to deny any responsibility and choice in their lives at all, but in order to do that consistently they would have to exempt antigay people from responsibility and choice too, and I don't think that will happen. (Freedom and responsibility for thee, but not for me!) As I said in my own answer to the question about choice, no one knows what choice is, and the science which is used to claim that homosexuality is not a choice doesn't recognize that human beings make any choices at all, since it considers free will an illusion. But the people who claim they were born gay don't realize this: they do believe they make choices, but being gay isn't one of them... and now, it appears, coming out wasn't a choice either.

I must admit, of course, that this has to do with a blind spot of my own. To quote myself:
... unlike most gay people I’ve known, I did not expect everything to be easy when I came out. There’s a weird paradox there: most people who, like me, made a conscious move to come out to straights, seem to have delayed that move as long as we did because we feared the consequences: that our friends, our families, random strangers would hate and despise us for being queer. And yet, after coming out, a good many gay people express shock and dismay that not everyone treats them with respect, let alone acceptance. I’m deliberately echoing Captain Renault’s famous line from Casablanca: I am shocked! shocked, I tell you! to find that there is homophobia going on here. Their shock may be as theatrical, as fake, as Captain Renault's; what I don't get is what it's supposed to achieve.

Demonic Sex #3 Comic Book Review

Demonic Sex #3 Comic Book Review

Why am I attracted to guys in costumes so much? Especially spandex costumes. Even more so for guys that are captured and their costumes are being ripped off. Is it the geeky superhero side of me that I can't help it? For instance, there's a site that I found called www.herointrouble.com and it's pretty cool. There's a bunch of other sites out there too, but this one really caught my eye. Here's a couple pics from the site for those that are interested but not enough to actually go to the site itself (the first is my favorite by far:



Why am I attracted to guys in costumes so much? Especially spandex costumes. Even more so for guys that are captured and their costumes are being ripped off. Is it the geeky superhero side of me that I can't help it? For instance, there's a site that I found called www.herointrouble.com and it's pretty cool. There's a bunch of other sites out there too, but this one really caught my eye. Here's a couple pics from the site for those that are interested but not enough to actually go to the site itself (the first is my favorite by far:



Batman Battle for the Cowl #2 Review

Batman Battle for the Cowl #2 Review

Buffy the Vampire Slayer Number 23, Season 8

Buffy the Vampire Slayer Number 23, Season 8

What's In a Name?

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What's In a Name?

For some reason the word gay seems to upset a lot of people. Since the early 70s when the gay liberation movement made its presence known in the straight media, many straights have protested this act of cultural appropriation. “I can't say 'How gay I feel!' any more,” they complained. “And besides, homosexuals are miserable, not gay!” As late as 1999, news commentator Daniel Schorr digressed during an NPR tirade against the abuse of language by politicians to denounce gay as Orwellian doublespeak.

But it wasn’t only straights who objected to gay. Many older queers (of roughly my parents’ generation and older) disliked the word. From the 1970s I remember Christopher Isherwood, egged on by Dick Cavett, cackling, “Oh, fag, queer, anything but gay!” And Gore Vidal told Fag Rag at around the same time,
I prefer the word faggot which I tend to use myself. I have never allowed, actively, in my life the word “gay” to pass my lips. I don’t know why I hate that word ... Also, I mean, historically it meant a girl of easy virtue in the 17th century. They’d say: “Is she gay?” Which meant: “Is she available?” And this, I don’t think, is highly descriptive of anybody. It’s just a bad word. You see, I don’t think you have to have a word for it. This is what you have to evolve. These words have got to wither away in a true Hegelian cycle.
Okay, we all have our linguistic bugbears. (Mine is family, as in "Is he ... family?", which is used as ingroup code exactly as gay used to be before it went public.) Yet faggot, which historically means a bundle of sticks, doesn't seem that much more descriptive of anybody than gay. Whatever it meant in the 17th century (and a host of other words have also changed their meanings since then), gay hadn't meant a girl of easy virtue, especially in American English, for quite some time before we homosexuals recruited it. But something else occurred to me while I was rereading Vidal's Fag Rag interview: he's always insisted that homosexual is an adjective describing sexual acts, not a noun referring to a kind of person. So, given his position on the matter, how does Vidal justify using a noun like faggot? Not, you understand, because it's derogatory, but because it seems to refer to what Vidal usually called a "homosexualist" as a separate kind of person. But that's another issue, for (I hope) another day.

For now my point is that Vidal admitted himself that his dislike for the word had no rational or even conscious basis. And lately I've been noticing more and more queerfolk who object vehemently to the word gay. When I read Will Fellows' Farm Boys (Wisconsin, 1998), I thought at first that his informant Lon Mickelsen was a random blip. "I've never liked the word 'gay'," Mickelson said. "It doesn't bother me much now, but I used to choke on that word. It seemed like a derogatory term, like black people calling each other niggers." I've often heard gay men, especially of my generation, make exactly the same complaint about queer, so I thought at first that Mickelson had confused the two terms. But since then I've encountered other people who said essentially the same thing. Now that gay has become established as a schoolyard insult, I suppose we're going to see a generation of queer kids who first encountered it as a derogatory term, and can't understand why the gay movement chose such an awful, vulgar word. And because it's engraved that way in their brain paths, they'll probably never be able to hear it differently.

I'm not particularly wedded to gay myself, but I still see its advantages. (That's due to the historical moment in which I am encased, like a fly in amber.) As Edmund White wrote in 1980,
Many homosexuals object to gay on other grounds, arguing that it's too silly to designate a life-style, a minority or a political movement. But, as the critic Seymour Kleinberg has mentioned in his introduction to The Other Persuasion: Short Fiction About Gay Men and Women, "For all its limitations, 'gay' is the only unpompous, unpsychological term acceptable to most men and women, one already widely used and available to heterosexuals without suggesting something pejorative." Gay is, moreover, one of the few words that does not refer explicitly to sexual activity. One of the problems that has beleaguered gays is that their identity has always been linked to sexual activity rather than to affectional preference. The word (whatever its etymology) at least does not sound sexual.
To this I'd add that for me, part of its appeal was that gay was our word for ourselves, not one that had its origins as an epithet hurled at us by straights. I've long thought that this was a major reason for so many heterosexuals' fury at our use of the word: they were supposed to decide what we were called, dammit! That has changed, of course; straights took gay back and made it into an insult, which I suspect was inevitable in a homophobic world. I don't believe there can ever be a word for a stigmatized group that will remain free of negative connotations for long; that's why people of African descent in the US, for example, have kept changing their chosen terminology for themselves, to the parallel annoyance of many whites. ("What do I have to call Them this week? First it was 'Negro,' then it was 'black,' then it was 'Afro-American,' now it's 'African-American.' Why can't They choose one term and stick with it?" It's at least partly because changing labels is necessary to stay ahead of the protean ability of white racism to adapt to changing conditions.)

Despite my preference for gay, though, I've answered to and claimed most of the older words, including the pejoratives. There's a term in contemporary critical theory, "interpellation," which means roughly "hailing," as in "Hey, you! Yes, you!" When a 'phobe yells faggot, fairy, pansy, queer, cocksucker, et cetera (and now gay as well), I am being interpellated, hailed. I see no point in pretending that he's not talking to me; by acknowledging the hail, I'm enabled to talk back, and goodness me, but bigots do squirm and whine when I interpellate them in return. A lot of queers try to evade stigma by defining such words narrowly, so that they refer only to a bad, despicable subset of the GLBTQ+π community -- dirty, promiscuous, low-class people who gyrate drunkenly on Pride parade floats -- not to respectable Homo-Americans like themselves. Even if they do gyrate drunkenly on a Pride parade float once a year, they're different from Those Others.

What I've been seeing lately has not been much concerned with what straights think, though. This is typical:
Yet despite my same-sex proclivities, I still hesitate to embrace the "gay" identity. What does "gay" even mean? My dictionary says it means happy, exuberant, y'know, gay. Well, I'm not exactly known as being Mr. Sunshine, especially not in a recession. Does being gay mean rainbows, wigs, drag, the latest anorexic fashions from Milan, Adonis-worship, behaving "effeminately" or (God forbid) voting Democrat? Margaret Cho once did a hilarious bit on a gay friend of hers who'd squeal with disdain at the mere thought of vagina - "Ewwwww...I don't want none of that! Ha ha...girl, I'm allergic!" I've had male friends of mine express similar sentiments. Well, that’s not me.
I wonder what dictionary this writer was using -- something from the 19th century, mayhap? A more up-to-date one would have informed him that in addition to happy and exuberant, gay means
3: given to social pleasures ; also : licentious
4 a: homosexual <gay men> b: of, relating to, or used by homosexuals gay rights movement> gay bar>
There's nothing there about effeminacy, or voting Democratic, or palling around with Margaret Cho. Indeed, today's well-informed Homo-American ought to be aware of the existence of Gay Republicans, don't you think? As for "effeminacy," gay men have been trying for decades to put this stereotype to rest, with the result that it requires real tunnel vision to ignore the existence of men who call themselves gay but are fully gender-compliant according to the National Bureau of Standards. If I were going to be charitable, I would have to posit that this writer has spent the past three or four decades sealed in a barrel, with his meals shoved in through the bunghole. But I'm not feeling particularly charitable, and I think it's more probable that he's simply refused to see the variety of homosexual people that was right in front of his face all along. Which is one of the defining qualities of a bigot, isn't it -- a person who watches a Pride parade and can only see the leathermen, the shirtless lesbians, the drag queens, while missing entirely the marching bands, the gay Catholics and Methodists, the gay Tech Geeks, the PFLAG contingent, the full range of people who comprise the GLBTQ population. Granted that there are many gay people who do try to narrow the definition of gay to one or another subgroup's real or imagined traits, my response has always been to insist on the variety that is there for anyone who cares to see it.

Not that this guy, or anyone else, has to "embrace the 'gay' identity." Just don't misrepresent it, okay? As I've written before, it seems to me the real complaint is not that gay is too narrow -- it's that it's too broad and all-embracing, and might embrace him if he's not careful.

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I was up too late tonight, surfing the web, and I found this article on this blog. (It's not the most work-safe of blogs, so be prudent, Prudence; but it's quite entertaining, a quality not to be sniffed at in this day and age.) Which prompted me to look for, and find, this article by the gay critic Andy Medhurst about Batman, "deviance," and camp, which happily is available online; Medhurst's article had some influence on this earlier posting of mine. Which leads to the question of what a gay critic is, or gay writing, or gay poetry. (Silly! A gay critic is a critic who has sex with other critics of the same sex.) But that's another question for another day.

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I was up too late tonight, surfing the web, and I found this article on this blog. (It's not the most work-safe of blogs, so be prudent, Prudence; but it's quite entertaining, a quality not to be sniffed at in this day and age.) Which prompted me to look for, and find, this article by the gay critic Andy Medhurst about Batman, "deviance," and camp, which happily is available online; Medhurst's article had some influence on this earlier posting of mine. Which leads to the question of what a gay critic is, or gay writing, or gay poetry. (Silly! A gay critic is a critic who has sex with other critics of the same sex.) But that's another question for another day.

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