Monday, July 30, 2007

Good going, Mexico



Apparently Mexico City is allowing "non-heterosexual" conjugal visits (as California recenlty did). Following a 2003 law banning discrimination based on sexual preference, "The Mexico City department of prisons and rehabilitation has allowed the first conjugal visit to an inmate with a sexual orientation other than heterosexual." Now, does this make Mexico City gayer? Yes. Is this necessarily better? I think so. Is it hotter? Hell no. Conjugal visits just aren't as sexy. I can't imagine that the dirty/sexy/raunchy sexual politics of prison sex will disappear, but they can potentially change: "Sorry, I can't be your bitch, I'm already in monogamous homosexual relationship."

While Mexico City starts to legitimate a gay identity (first by Civil unions and now by the prison system), it's not surprising that these moves are found almost exclusively (see: Coahuila) in the country's capital. I think it's funny that an overwhelmingly Catholic country, that is pegged by its Puritan neighbor to the north as homophobic and machista, has made some progress in policies of inclusion of gays rather than exclusion. Granted, conjugal visits are odd in themselves and kinda sketch, but a gay conjugal visit is cute and progressive. Good news if you find yourself in a Mexico City prison.
p.s. The picture is by Pierre et Gilles from Le Chantuer de Mexico. You know, just because it's Mexigay. Too bad I can't get a picture of prison sex while at work.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Further Poof



Further proof that my gayness is through the roof after a month at AX (though in reality, my mother's to blame). I love Mika. I didn't see what all the fuss was about originally, but now I love him. I feel like I could have written something like "Grace Kelly" to someone asking to be liked. I've been really bad with music/I can't fucking download shit at work. Anyway, I was at AX and the only song I liked from the long playlist of gay gay gay (seriously, all I hear is Kylie, Madonna, Scissor Sisters, etc.) was a clubby remix of a srangely familiar song. I assumed it was Scissor Sisters but I was happy to learn (after a quick lyrics search) It was Mika! Here's the fuckin'awesome remix.

Friday, July 06, 2007

Being a Good Gay (Part 1)


I would hate to define what makes a good/bad gay, but reading "And the Band Played On" made me wish that a) all gays read and b) that all gays read this seminal piece of literature. I don't think many young gays today know much about the AIDS crisis in the 80s or much about AIDS for that matter. Some would like to keep it that way, but I think much could be learned from hearing the historical narrative that Randy Shilts does such a great job recounting. Why am I retro-reviewing "And the Band Played On" you ask. I know that beig a good gay is more about primping, pounding and Prada, but reading ATBPO should be a prereq for getting your gay card.

P.S. If you want to be a not-so-bad or not-as-good gay, you can always watch the movie.