Tag: Gay

Idiot Box: I Wanna Fuck You Like An Animal

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Lest anyone think I’m an aging (yes) prude (no), I pride myself with being edgy. Okay, perhaps “edgy” is hyperbole. But, my motto, years ago, was “I was politically incorrect when political incorrectness wasn’t cool”. Seriously. Not catchy, I know, but true.

Then why do I feel like this photo (in the latest Rolling Stones Fall TV issue) teeters more toward total inappropriate bad taste than witty satire?

Could it be because the photo depicts NOT Chris Colfer, the 20 year-old GLEE star (still underage in most states), but of Kurt Hummel – the 16 year-old High School sophomore, sitting in a gay leather bar, surrounded by muscular, hairy (and gorgeous) men, drinking a Green Apple Martini (should that be capitalized?), frightfully (anxiously?) awaiting to be gang-banged. It’s  a little unsettling.

One wouldn’t be incorrect to state that it perpetuates the sickeningly mendacious negative stereotype of gay-man-as-boy-predator. With lust  in their eyes – and even one grabbing his leather-clad crotch – they salaciously leer at Colfer like a group of fat ladies eying the last piece of rump roast at an all-you-can-eat buffet.

But one could also deduce that it’s a ridiculous scenario, a parody at best – I mean, in the real world, a skinny hairless fembot like Colfer’s character would probably be laughed out of such a bear bar.  Bears stick to their ilk.

Depraved stereotypes or harmless satire,potato/poTAHto, it all feels disconcerting. For ME, on the other hand…

“STRAIGHT. It’s the new GAY”

I’ve never heard of Steve Hughes before coming across this clip posted by one of my Facebook groups, WIPEOUT HOMOPHOBIA ON FACEBOOK, and according to his Wikipedia page, he was a member/founder of various thrash metal bands through the 80s and 90s in his native Australia. Such genre bands are not exactly the bastions of thought-provoking tolerance, nor, I surmise, fun-loving, daffy, slap-my-knee hilarious all-inclusive jesters. Knowing his history after-the-fact, it came as a delightful surprise at how funny Hughes is. After watching this clip, I found myself spelunking YouTube for other Hughes posts, which are aplenty, and I’ve been laughing all morning.

In this clip, focusing on the hard-edged, fag-bashing culture that is Thrash Metal, the heterosexual Hughes makes the brilliant distinction between what is considered to be “gay” and what constitutes pure masculinity. You might be surprised at how correct he is.

Could “That’s so straight!” be the new “That’s so gay!”?  Or as Hughes more steadfastly puts it, “Straight. It’s the new gay.”

Music Box: Sistah Is Doing It For Herself!

My friend Jim sent this to me with the subject line ‘GASP’.  Indeed.  Not sure if this is fascinatingly scary, as I replied to him, or scarily fascinating (there is a difference, after all).  In any case, ya gotta admire his, er, flexibility, mimicry and talent.  Yeah, talent.

And Beyonce got nothin’ on her.  Sistas are doing it for themselves!!

Idiot Box: I Want My Gay TV

Ahhh…TV rarely gets as gay as this anymore (I mean, besides Bravo, HGTV and American Idol, of course). Enjoy these lavender nuggets, first aired in the early 80s, at the time when the Chelsea Piers were a breeding ground for infectious diseases (sorta still is), Times Square was a vile den of iniquity, San Francisco was the ninth circle of hell and everything gay on TV was masqueraded in veils of homolicious masquerade balls. Warning: after watching these you might start yearning for multi-colored hankies, poppers and assless chaps, not-to-mention spelunking your closet for that old vinyl copy of the ‘Dreamgirls’ Broadway OCR.