Thursday, June 30, 2011

New York and a pet peeve of mine

So, because same-sex marriage was just legalized in New York, the super-duper-special queer crowd is whining about how they don't feel edgy anymore. At least according to one insufferable New Yorker twit, he always suspected that the equal rights advocates really wanted all along to be super lame and live in the suburbs with their spouses and children and social approval and total lack of edginess (and hence, total lack of value). As he says, "But why would they hope for that?"

Ooh! I have an idea! Maybe...maybe -- wait for it! -- it's because not all gay people are the same! Not all of us are particularly edgy even! Some of us aren't superqueer Guggenheim-recipient theatre critics living in New York. Some of us admire our parents and our friends' parents with their stable, "boring" lives a lot more than we admire 50-year-olds who act like they're 20. Some of us think gay men have been talking over lesbians for years, ensuring that they're the ones who get to tell the rest of the world what gay people are like. Some of us don't care if our opinions guarantee we'd never get an A in a Gender Studies class. And some of us are really fucking sick of this conversation altogether.

Because, seriously -- even with same-sex marriage being legal, I can be all married and traditional and shit and you can still be super edgy. But if you, New Yorker twit, were to succeed in convincing everyone (wrongfully) that being gay is somehow inherently different from being straight, then we all have to be super fucking edgy, you see? And funnily enough, that's how it was for...most of history! Why is that fair?

I'm happy to say that your side is losing, New Yorker twit. I hope you can continue being way cooler than everyone else in the world, and I'll continue ruining your street cred by reading wedding blogs. If I earn any pomo merit badges someday from some poor unenlighted soul who doesn't realize that getting gay married is played out, I'll make sure to regift them to you.

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