Le Homo Renaissance
by The Window Shopper
“Is everybody gay? Is this a Twilight Zone?” Emily, In & Out
I’m fairly certain that one of my little cousins is going to come out. As a lesbian. Which would make her the second gay in our family– my uncle came out as a les a few Thanksgivings back. It was a really honest moment for all of us.
And like my fear for my cousin is that she won’t les out because she genuinely loves the vag (which is totally okay), but because its just so fucking trendy (which is totally not okay). i die… And like speaking of death, did you hear Marilyn came out posthumously? I know. What’s next, Tupac was actually Korean? Its all just so trite, and reminds me of the hours
wasted spent in American Lit discussing Walt Whitman’s sexuality. As if to say whom he slept with in his life changes now the ador he so unmarredly penned. It doesn’t. So like let’s move on to another poem please.
And like I don’t know. Sometimes I wonder if all of this sexual proclamation is really doing any service to the movement… After all, being so delusionally pro-straight is what got us here in the first place. And rather than flood with “gay is the new black” propaganda, we should really just abandon all labels and advocate for the legitimization of many forms of love. Otherwise we can just forget about fucking equality all together…
Lindsay Marilyn’s a gay. Frank Ocean’s a gay. Do I need to come out as a mustard fanatic? Candle lighter? Bar soap user? Or are these just things I like, slash do, not to be confused with who I am. Why is sexuality a demarcator of identity? Especially when, of all the quirks and personal preferences to make an identity of, why choose one that most often happens behind closed doors? Out of the public eye. Away from non-consenting individuals. I care more if you’re the type of person who slurps soup- or gets on the subway before letting others off. Not whose in your bed getting off.
And sure on a grand scale codifying yourself as something in this life, e.g. Roman-Catholic, southern, Democrat, makes it easy to spot and befriend others of your kind. But identities also cause harm. While they can be life rafts from the storm, they are more often the very things precipitating the rain. To say that had there never been a “straight” identity, there wouldn’t exist in opposition a “gay” one, and the subsequent subjugation that ensued.
Abandon the labels and ideas that your sexuality is your identity and just be human for a change. Straight was never better than gay. Gay will never be better than straight. And thats because they both pale in comparison to bi-sexuality. Which is basically just semantics for sexual. Which is also just known as being human.