Fumbling Towards Ecstasy

About a boy who randomly posts but is filled with many thoughts, most of them ridiculous, some stupid and the odd one intriguing...

Tuesday, July 30, 2002

who knew so many people cared about my hair?

in other news, the federal government has decided to appeal the ontario court decision on same-sex unions. while in some ways i agree that parliament should pursue this to its logical end so as to ensure the decision is reached appropriately and with appropriate authority, my stronger sentiment is to suggest that the federal government actually take some leadership on this issue and lay out a strong legislative case that lies within the boundaries of the charter. however, that's not what's happened. instead the liberals have deflected to the higher authority, delaying the decision for 5-6 years and publicly suggesting that the government get out of marriages, stick with civil unions and leave weddings up to the churches. way to go liberals! keep shifting around the persecution and discrimination rather than hitting it head-on.

i'm reading a fascinating book right now that a co-worker lent me. It's called "Gay New York" by George Chaucey. It's fascinating to learn about the history of homosexuality as told through one city. Perhaps most interesting is the incredible pervasiveness and acceptance of homosexuality in the pre-war years. the following snippet relates just how popular gay life had become:

"A group of us hung out at a park in the Bronx where odlder boys would come and
pick us up. One boy who'd been hanging out with us for a while came back once,
crying, saying the boy he'd left with wanted him to suck his thing. "I don't want to do
that!" he cried. "But why are you hanging out with us if you aren't gay?" we
asked him. "Oh, I'm gay," he exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air like an
hysterical queen, "but I don't want to do that." This boy liked the gay life- the
clothes, the way people talked and walked and held themselves- but, if you can believe
it, he didn't realize there was more to being gay than that!"

and with that i must mention that some people might have gotten the impression from my comments about gay style and fashion that it's all about that- it's not. And, in addition, some of you may have sensed that I thought my activist-friend Ryan had an inferior sense of fashion. It may be second-hand, and it may be granola but let it state for the record:

RYAN WESTON HAS A PHENOMENAL SENSE OF STYLE AND FASHION!