Gay chip on my shoulder means what

Have you become complacent about being gay? I have. I live in a liberal neighborhood in Los Angeles, and except when I have a deadline for one of these columns looming, I do not think about being a lesbian. This is probably as it should be. I get how this looks to my friends. So, even with people I care about, I find myself downplaying my already mild support for my own community.

I see it there, in its mannish gray suit and severe hair-do, but others may not. When I came out in the 80s, I was only too familiar with the persistent message in the media that Russo so beautifully exposed: that all LGBT people were suicidal, homicidal, mistaken, or — in a strangely repetitive trope — vampires, before they got all cuddly.

This was so routine that when the sweetly positive lesbian flick, Desert Heartscame out in in L. Last month a year-old boy was shoved and taunted in Tennessee for wearing a GSA t-shirt at his school — his principal reportedly egged his tormentors on. That same week year-old Jamey Rodemeyer killed himself in Buffalo, New York after relentless bullying.

Thinking Out Loud: Am I post-gay yet? Or am I just overcompensating for gay stereotypes?

Those old images are still around, giving permission to violence and stupidity. She can be reached through her website: queerquestionsstraighttalk. Home Contact Advertise Subscribe. Home Opinion.