Really. Queeny. Gay Guys.
Now, I realize the hypocrisy of the gay guy who works in retail/fashion, has the fuzzy pomeranian, the long-term relationship and blah blah blah calling other guys queeny, but there it is. Hate me all you want.
I don't so much have an issue with how any of these guys dress or groom, as you should be able to look however you want in order to feel good about yourself. But, it's the attitude. The gossip-driven, fake friend, z-snapping, drama-filled existence that seems to fulfill every moment of the Queeny Gay Guy's life. It's a horrid stereotype, and one which I am quite glad not to be around constantly - what with not being out in the club/party/etc. scene anymore.
We can embrace our sexuality and our sexual freedom and our liberty and our ability to kick up our heels and love whomever we choose without...you know...calling one another 'Grrl.' That really gets to me. That's one of the parts of the stereotype that crawls under my skin and wriggles around in there. Something about it epitomizes the worst parts of the gay stereotype for me.
Now, I'll admit, I vehemently attempt to distance myself from being the gay stereotype. I am who I am, and I enjoy exploring the facets of my personality and self, but there's a limit for me. And, I am sure it is out of fear. It's the fear left over from being tormented for years about who I am, etc. etc.
But, does that negate the 'one bad apple' argument? So many people have so many negative ideas about the gay community, and the minute gay folks get a reality show all about them...the gay show on the channel chooses to showcase the worst of the stereotypes. Must we? Must they?
What do you think? Is this a mountain out of a molehill that I am making? Or, do I have a point? Or, am I just a gay guy that is, on some level, ashamed of the gayness. (Which...lemme go ahead and alleviate that one with a 'No.')
Love and Lyte,