‘Gay culture’, as it were, is legion: For we are many.
If asked just why it is that gay men “roll around” in such “soulless cultural glitter” as Lady Gaga, or whether there are any faggots left, or if we (a collective ‘we’ that is, ironically, quite exclusive) have all become show ponies, I find myself struggling to answer.
I struggle, you see, because the questions are wrong. The questions make assumptions that limit the answers I might give. The questions struggle along under the burden of the questioner’s bias.
But having thought on it for a moment, let me hazard an answer anyway.
On the face of it, two currents drag us along:
On one side of this ‘mainstream’ (which, by the way, falls apart if you look at it too closely) are those who don’t actually want to be faggots. This current is filled with all manner of queers who have no interest in an Outside, in being an Other, in being ‘sick’, or broken, or even queer. This current says ‘we are normal too’, and – yes – politicises issues from the position of the victim, and fights for representations of their boring, everyday lives, and often mirrors the mainstream. And that’s all fine. I would never begrudge a person their happiness (though it harm none who do not consent), even if that happiness seemed to me to be quite absurd. But I’ll get back to that…