Lounging around in Homoville…

Yes, it’s a somewhat hideous photograph.  Not of the homo, but of the elderly fellow with this thick, but short, tongue hanging out.

I don’t spend a lot of time hanging around in Jeny’s room. For one thing, the only furniture for sitting she has in there is her bed, king size,¹ which has no frame, so sits on the floor.  (What, Enore, you thought it might be suspended from the ceiling?)  I have as hard a time getting down onto it as I do getting up off of it.

Not only that, but I’m afraid I’d catch lesbianism if I stayed in there too long, especially on her bed.  I don’t want to get dyke disease or anything, you know?

A lot of gay folks wear their homosexuality as some sort of political or social badge, but not Jeny.  She thinks of herself as a person who happens to be gay, not a gay person, if you understand the distinction I’m making.  Had she been straight, she’d then have thought of herself as a person who happens to be straight, not a straight person.

While anyone can think anything about themselves that they would like, I think Jeny’s approach is a well balanced one, though she does blur some edges.  Largely because society looks on homos as somehow “in the wrong” and certainly deviant, in addition to being a relatively small minority, even when they don’t suffer any taunting or discrimination because of their sexuality (and Jeny has not) they tend to gravitate toward one another.  You know, somewhat in the same fashion as ethnic minorities do.  So I suppose one could view that as a type of “politicizing,” but I think in  only a very removed sense.

That is not to say, though, that she doesn’t have good, strong, societal and political views about homosexuality. She does.  But even those are not based in her sexuality.  For example, she thinks gay folks should be allowed to marry just as non gay ones are. She decries any sort of discrimination against gays, whether it’s something out in the community, or a personal denigrating comment from someone.  But she would believe the same things were she not gay.  She actually believes that everyone should have the same rights and responsibilities as everyone else, and that has absolutely nothing to do with who one chooses to fuck.

But, hey, the baby likes girls.

Who can blame her? I like girls, too.

 

 

1.  My bed, on the other hand, is a single bed.