4 January 1998: Back to Reality

What a way to begin the first workday of 1999. Hearing the news that Libby Dole might be considering a run for president. I cannot even begin to imagine it. I can just see Bob Dole now, hostessing wives' clubs at the White House, with his good arm. "This way, ladies. Republicans only! Those tax-and-spend Democrats have done enough damage!

We don't have to worry about interns with Libby in the White House but then again, she was crowing about Viagara being a "great drug." Like we need an oversexed First Man around the White House. I wonder what his cause will be. Lady Bird made the highways beautiful.

I saw A in Bed Bath and Beyond tonight. A broke up with his boyfriend of 18 months. He moved into a new place. "At least I live next door to a McDonalds. What more could I want?" A is from Kentucky, so that statement is a lot funnier than it sounds. Meanwhile, I bought a new bath mat and a new fluorescent fixture with the certificate Tony gave me for the holiday. That electric garlic peeler will have to wait.

Ever want to toss and turn at night? Read the Advocate just before bedtime. The Andrew Sullivan interview by Sarah Schulman was more than enough to aggravate. But, I did like the George Michael interview. He seemed a lot more genuine and well-adjusted. Andrew Sullivan crows on about how gay men who have sex without love are emotionally immature. Yet there is no evidence of a lover in his life, and he's the most visible gay man on network TV commentary shows. Meanwhile, after his bathroom entrapment, George Michael called up his lover who picked him up at the police station. People have the right to do what they like. Sullivan's appeal to the mainstream and moderate conservatives comes from this desexualization of homosexuality. Hello!? Gay people are different because of whom they love or have sex with. Moralizing is not needed from a apologetic Catholic who's doing without. He's hardly setting an example. From where I sit, George Michael is the more acceptable model, despite years of cat-and-mouse closet games with the media. Now that he's out, he's really open about everything. Being able to fess up about an open relationship seems a lot more daring than pontifficating on sexual morals while living an apparently celebate existence.

As I have noted, I am a shrill liberal who behaves moderately and who dresses conservatively. So I can see more than one side. However, it's a shame that we have to have someone like Sullivan, who is so intelligent, mouthing the mainstream line that sex out of homosexual. Bottom line: If I choose to have it off with the stray bloke now and then, it doesn't mean I am emotionally immature. Perhaps it just means that I am human and I get physically lonely now and then. That's all. And if someone wants to have an open relationship, and it works for them, well, that's fine too. In a country with a 50% divorce rate, it's not like heterosexuals are teaching us a great deal in the bedroom. So it's insulting to hear how Sullivan panders to the majority. Standing up for your rights doesn't always mean you are "in your face" activists.

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