Oh and:
Fetishizing heterosexuality in this way is a form of self-hatred found throughout the LGBT community: just look for personals touting or seeking “straight-acting” as a trait, or gay men requesting “no femmes.”
Oh this sounds familiar…sigh.
Some truth here, but also I used to get stick for liking men with beards and hairy large guys. Why was I in denial? Why was I in such self-hate because I don’t get off on smooth shaven thin guys in tight Ts? (which then was the common ideal that we were supposed to lust over, pushed by the porn and club corporates?). I had the internalised homophobia pushed down my throat, especially online…or the classic ‘ewwww!’ response.
In the 90’s (coincidentally the last time I used straight-acting, yes I agree it’s a terrible term but like Mister Cee we all have paths through our sexual orientation, it doesn’t happen all at once) through to the early-mid 00s there was much debate over expressions of masculinity in the male gay scene. But I don’t buy it, you can’t control what makes you hot, you can’t deny it either…it just happens. And it doesn’t mean you hate the other options just because you like one.
It’s the expressions of hate which are the problem, but claiming those are in self-denial who don’t like feminine guys is also dangerous, we all have our own likes and dislikes, we can learn to be more accepting, even try and look behind the package somewhat - in fact I’ve upset friends for reminding them we are all queens however butch - but the fact is your desire, your libido, etc. knows what it wants. In some rarer cases this can get you in trouble, and if it causes harm yes it should be resisted - but that urge is there, and to deny it for whatever reason then at some point you’ll explode and something much worse will happen…as seemed to happen here with Mister Cee. So openness and acceptance is a better way…strange how even in the LGBTQ I struggle to get that acceptance though. I’m too open, too poly, like men than are too old, too bearded, too political…
My point is, it’s not about self-denial, or self-hatred, I’m well past the point of working out what ticks for me. It’s about liking, loving, shagging who you desire and not getting hung up about what other people think. And standing up to 'phobias and hatreds of all kinds - I had to face up with my initial dislike of camp for instance - but also knowing that the surface package is not what it seems, that sometimes a cigar is just a cigar. And sometimes you just like older furry men with beards, and no Mr Freud, I don’t have daddy issues…