Ever get the feeling you’re being judged? YOU ARE. Trust me, I work in a cafe and I have an opinion about every single one of you…. but I won’t remember you. Don’t worry, I’m talking about you, not to you, it totally doesn’t affect anything.
Soooooo, the other day I was working and I had some customers (no duh!), they were possibly my least favourite kind of people: hetero-normative homosexuals. You know the ones, one who is so obviously gay but tries his hardest to be just like everyone else, yet he continues to dress far too immaculately and talk fancy. But he is just like you, he wants to get married, just like you, and settle down just like you and be “normal” just like you, but I just can’t hear him saying that through his mouth full of dick, which is blatantly a contradiction to societal norms.
Oh sure, it’s great to be able to do what you want and live the life you want, but please don’t go around being all like “I’m not like those other fags” cos it’s a bit disrespectful to your ancestors. Not ancestors in the blood sense, but people that went before you fighting for rights—homosexuality is a minority and it used to be illegal. In fact, it’s still illegal in some countries and I bet LGBT activists there would be pretty pissed that you don’t want to be so gay or turning your nose at my disgusting flamboyancy.
Flamboyancy! Like a pride parade, I have seen an argument lately about whether a pride parade does more harm than good. I can see how people parading around topless and in leather chaps might have bad opinions formed about them, but some subgroups of minorities need a lot more understanding. And pride parades aren’t really about showing people how we fit in, it’s about standing out and celebrating diversity.
To wrap it up, LGBT history is not the history of everyone else, so our present isn’t the same as everyone else’s, we can fight for our rights but we certainly don’t have to shove ourselves into that dame heterosexual, patriarchal society to deserve them, that would kinda defeat the purpose.
P.S. I would like to point out that I am not opposed to those “straight-acting” type homos. I’m all about people being themselves, but sometimes people don’t do that and I cry a little on the inside.