August 25, 2011 § 6 Comments
I am always amused when I get called on not “fighting the stereotypes”. I’m gay, and I flame sometimes. And sometimes I fit the stereotype, and sometimes I don’t. It’s funny how I can get reamed out for not being “sensitive” enough (being gay I guess I should be), then get told off for being a shoe aficionado. Both amuse me. I am not trying to live up to or put away any stereotypes. I am who I am. I am gay, not the way he is, he is, or he is, but the way I am. To me being so careful of avoiding stereotypes… fuck I may as well have stayed in the closet. I am not every queer. I am no more going to avoid gay stereotypes than I avoid eating fried chicken. To me, if I am living up to your stereotypes of gay men, maybe it is time to look at why you stereotype those things as gay. It says far more about you than it does me.
And as for the gay guys out there who don’t like how I portray gay, I tell you what, I won’t tell you how to do it right, and you don’t tell me. Fuck, boys, we get enough shit in the world, do we really have to be such dicks to each other?
*Puts soap box away*.