I actually kind of love Cranky John McCain, so I went looking for more video evidence. There certainly is plenty to choose from including this gem:
However, there's one thing I wasn't expecting to find in my search: John McCain's musical tribute to his love of vegetables. Seriously, "...and his Vegetable Friends" is one of the top suggestions YouTube makes to auto-complete your "John McCain..." search terms. Who am I to argue with over 2 million viewers? So, here it is. Enjoy!
First, I owe Nabors an apology for Tweet and Facbook post implying he had, perhaps, passed his sell-by date. I'm sorry for the snark.
In my defense, even Nabors said, "I'm 82 for God's sake, and I'd better not wait any longer." The last news I remember hearing about Nabors was that he was seriously ill. I think it was when he broke his 20 year streak of singing at the Indy 500 due to illness although how I would have heard that is a mystery since I pay absolutely no attention to stupid NASCAR. I may have heard about Nabor's heart surgery last spring, but I don't think so. However, I absolutely did not make the rank amateur mistake of conflating Gomer Pyle with Goober Pyle and getting confusing the actors when George Lindsey sadly died in December.
A rare scene of the Pyle cousins together. If you don't know which is Gomer (Jim Nabors) and which is Goober (George Lindsey) stop reading my blog--we have nothing in common.
Also, I was completely sincere in giving props to Jim Nabors for snagging a firefighter--because you know I love me a hot firefighter. While FDNY gets all the attention thanks to its iconic calendar, Nabors has me thinking I need to cast a wider net and include Hawaii in my hunt for a fireman husband.
The news did make me wonder, did the fact that Jim Nabors is gay really come as, to use Gomer's catch phrase, a...
Jim Nabors clearly always had a little sugar in his tank which is part of what made his portrayal of Gomer Pyle so sweet as evidenced in this delightful scene
I was reminded of one of my favorite old jokes today. As I went to tell it, I realized the version I had always used was not so politically correct--it was both sexist and heteronormative. Changing the nouns to second-person pronouns was the easiest way to make it gender neutral. Time and the advances in marriage equality for same-sex couples unstraightened the joke to make it LGBT inclusive. Happily, I think the joke is as funny as ever:
What's the difference between dating, being engaged and being married? When you're dating, you say, "Faster! faster!" When you're engaged, you say, "Slower... slower...." When you're married, you say, "Beige. I think I'll paint the ceiling beige."
What do you think? Still funny?
PS: Why is does the "e" come before the "i" in "beige"? They don't come after a "c" and I don't really think of the vowel sound as being as an ā as in "neighbor" and "weigh". I guess it's on that list of exceptions I never bothered to learn.
The evil Westboro Baptist Church of "God Hates Fags" infamy has decided pro football is taking the United States straight to Hell in a homosexual hand basket.
I'd like to congratulate the individuals targeted by Margie Phelps of the WBC.
@scottfujita99 is Scott Fujita, is a linebacker for the Cleveland Browns. He has also been a very outspoken advocate for LGBT rights--especially marriage. Who knew linebacker would turn out to be the big pro-gay position in football?
@hudsonism is Hudson Taylor. Here's the funny thing, while Taylor is an athlete and an ally of the LGBT community--in fact he started an organization, Athlete Ally, which works to promote LGBT inclusion and support in sports. However, he is not a football player. He is a wrestler. Oh well, if the Westboro Baptist Church is so wrong about the bible which is supposed to be their area of expertise, they can hardly be expected to get sports facts right.
Like, really weird and sometimes creepily inappropriate.
It's amazing any of those of us who grew up in that decade can even look at the printed word without having some weird flashback and completely freaking out.
Let me take you way back to 2003... This was before Facebook and Skype. We didn't have any gay-dating blogs to give us advice. Vladimir and I courted the old-fashioned way: he answered my ad on Gay.com and we emailed each other. Unfortunately, I lost our initial email exchange, but I think it was fairly perfunctory. The email from Vladimir titled "Our great friendship" was the highpoint of our relationship. In it, he seems completely real and not at all like a scam artist trying to fleece American gays. This is, sadly, the last I heard from my Ukrainian boyfriend--I hope he didn't die of the cancer. FYI: While I have highlighted some of my favorite passages, this email including the picture is exactly as I received it, complete and unedited.
From: Knight Lance vk452@uzhe.net
Date: Fri, 22 Aug 2003 23:02:34 +0400
To: cjhogan
Subject: Our great friendship!
Dearest Chris,
Thank you very much for interesting reply. I am glad that we understand each other, although many miles divide us. I wish I could communicate with you "Live"!
Unfortunately it is impossible for me to use either chat-rooms or messengers here, that's why I try to write you more detailed every time. Because I have a lot to tell you about me, but my resources are limited so I can't visit the Internet access more often! However I am very glad that we are in touch and our friendship develops.
I also would like if you send me something special: your autograph or postcard with your hand-written words, because I want to keep it close to me, to carry it with me and to feel your presence in my life constantly!
As for me I have also found something very special to send for you. It will be surprise! As soon as I'll save enough for postage I'll mail this small souvenir of mine to you immediately! But it's a bit of very special thing...
Here is my hostel address: Vladimir Kiriyazi, Kikvidze 30, k.37, 01103 Kiev, Ukraine. It is only very pity that the parcel goes from here to the States in 4-6 weeks, but anyway it comes one day!
Also if you only can, please send me any information about your Great Country - for instance
USA Constitution. Because here we don't have a lot of information from
and about America.
Everything is censored and always very negative. I realize that there are a lot of information in the World wide web, but as my access to it is limited, let's rather use Internet for our communication.
I am really glad to find you and to be able to share my thoughts and hopes with you! I never had a man to talk about my gay feelings. I am so glad that I can write you about them - there is nobody closer to me to share them. I am feeling quite lonely in this sense.
Although thanks my job I am constantly among simple and very sincere, direct and honest people - house-builders, and that's why I don't feel the loneliness deeply. But in my intimate sphere I am very undercover and in closet (not out to them at all).
I am very new to men's love. Living in Bakhmach, very small provincial town, I haven't seen any gay men. And I wanted to meet a man for physical love. However it wasn't possible.
For the first time I had sex with a guy in Kiev, after I moved here to study. He was one of the pupils in our professional school. We made love on regular basis then. But we didn't talk about it, and he had contacts with girls as well.
Than I have had several occasional moments in the army and later. But I never had a man to talk about homosexuality, it was just simple sex without any communication. All the time it was just sex. Frankly it was hurting for me - I think that I am really more emotional person who need spiritual bound more than sexual.
That's why I assume that my sexual life was poor. And now it is below zero at all. Because I don't want to repeat it that way as it was all the time before!
I don't like it that way.
I would rather prefer to meet a partner with serious attitudes for gay way of living and share my life with him. I am missing monogamous 1to1 relationship built on true deep feelings of love and devotion. I am versatile and 8" endowed (uncut) by the way, however for true love this doesn't matter as for me.
My family doesn't know anything about my preferences. In the Ukraine it is strongly notorious to be gay.
I was going to write a longer post about the whole Beyoncé lip-syncing the "Star Spangled Banner" non-controversy, but it got really complicated. I plan to go into tomorrow when I have more time, but for now, let me just say: I am on Team Beyoncé! Here's why. 1. I love this picture so much.
2. Destiny's Child vs. Nirvana is my favorite mash-up ever.
2.5 Speaking of Bootylicious...While I don't give a fuck if Beyoncélip-synced to her own vocals at the inauguration, this is GENIUS (major props to Corey Craig):
3. If a) I had enough musical talent to have a cabaret act, and b) I could figure out how to make this song work for me as a man, "If I Were A Boy" would be the big show-stopper in my cabaret act. Added bonus: Beyoncé is the hottest fictional police officer ever in the video (and yes, I watched Third Watch).
4. Sugarland featuring Beyoncéperforming "Irreplaceable" is my favorite crossover performance ever. (This song is also
It's amazing how much of my past can be found on the Internet considering the fact that almost half my life was spent before the Internet went viral. Here was today's reminder that your memories are just a Google away.
A friend was worried about me in the cold snap in Minnesota and suggested I get a lovely knit hat. Here are a couple he found--which I agree are quite fetching.
Their 70's retro look made brought to mind the only knit hat I can honestly say really stands out in my mind. My mother had a winter hat that my siblings and I hated. It was deeply embarrassing to be seen with her when she was wearing it. I thought my friend would appreciate it, but I didn't have a picture. So, I Google "hand knit brown hat with sequins" (yes, my mother wore a hand-knit brown hat with sequins--BIG sequins!) which got me an image that came very close:
Next, I tried "brown knit hat with paillettes". See? Watching every episode of Project Runway paid off, I learned the word "paillette". Admittedly, I had to scroll down, but there it was in all its hideous glory:
The Chris Kluwe Adorable Tour continues. Next stop, The Ellen Degeneres Show. Kluwe is clearly beginning to plant seeds for some sort of media career after retiring from the NFL--which is smart. However, He's not overselling himself. If anything, he's underselling himself. He didn't even mention he has a book coming out this summer with the genius titleBeautifully Unique Sparkleponies.
Still, Kluwe gives a great interview--he's great at adapting his style a bit to make it appropriate to the audience while remaining true to himself. Also, after his fashion disaster on The Colbert Report, someone--either his wife or a gay--got a hold of him and got him to dress better. Don't get me wrong, he hasn't become a Beau Brummel, but this is a huge improvement over a stocking cap and flip-flops. Now, if we could just get someone to do something about his hair...
The only disappointment the interview was the even after complimenting Chris Kluwe on his shirtless photos for Out Magazine, Ellen didn't get him to take off his shirt on air. It's worth noting that for a lesbian, she seems to really like having guys take their shirts off on her show--
Fun again? When was email fun? I seem to have missed that.
Is email supposed to be fun?
The people in the picture do seem to be having fun; however, they do not seem to be emailing. Unless... are they wearing those new Google Glasses I've heard so much about?
Do you think these models knew they were going to be in an ad for email?
What sense memories do you think they used to convey such happiness? I seriously doubt thoughts of email provided the necessary emotional recall.
Must one wear bright patterns to use Outlook email?
Speaking of clothes, where is the sweater the guy in the lower right corner available for sale?
Speaking of the guy in the lower right corner, is he available?
I don't think I can even consider switching to Outlook email until these questions are answered.
So, Fucking Lance Armstrong told Oprah that his "perfect story" was "one big lie". All the media is focusing on his lies about doping, and then his lies about lying about doping. However, drug allegations weren't the only rumors about Lance during the height of his career. There was much internet speculation that perhaps the "b" should be dropped when people talked about his "bromance" with Matthew McConaughey.
The pictures of them exercising shirtless together started the stories that they were more than "work out buddies" (because everyone knows that jogging on the beach is foreplay for the gays).
There were even rumors of a big gay ménage à trois between Lance Armstrong, Matthew McConaughey, and Jake Gyllenhaal because the three of them shockingly, publicly bicycled together and were also seen together at a LIVESTRONG event.
The Interwebs continue to be abuzz with thoughts on Jodie Foster's Golden Globesspeech. One big question is whether or not she actually "came out". I don't think this was a true confession because it was not made properly. True confessions, like those of St. Augustine, must written in Latin. So, using Google Translate, I translated (a slightly edited version of) Jodie's speech into Latin--for those who can read Latin, that text is at the bottom of this post. Since most of us cannot read Latin, I then put translated the Latin text back into English. What follows is the result. I've highlighted the most enlightening passages for all our spiritual benefit.
The Confessions of St. Jodie
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I love you and I am so grateful that I said that I have always been
done is to make them idle to talk with the honor of .... Welcome to me last night. Home is a great part of the year promises a queen of the night in my opinion. The
confession of the whole, therefore, I am here, I guess I just is to say
that the air is never a surprise attack they were able to service of
the state.Thus, the declaration ... I'm a little nervous about that, but maybe not quite as nervous as my publicist right now, huh Jennifer? Just now, I am not a lamb of god not to extinguish it by law?The great and proud, right? In this way, I'm need your support on this, lamb of god. I am ... celibate. Yes, I am, I am unmarried men.No, I'm kidding. But I really am kidding, but I am such a kidding. Many thanks for the enthusiasm. Wolf whistle or can take it? I hope you guys expecting to find a great night out of speaking, because I came a thousand years old, stone back. Bid
it fragile time when the girl opened the door of a friend and the faith
of the family, co-workers, and by degrees all that had known it boldly,
even when it belongs to them all.But
now, apparently, I'm told that every celebrity is expected to honor the
details of private life, with a press conference, the scent, and the
first time a reality show. You guys might be surprised, but I'm not Mel ROAR ROAR of the Child.Let me not be ashamed of, and it's just not to me has never been and never will be. But Do not cry, because it would not be the truth of a proposition, my loves. I would have to do with Marion Cotillard, I would like to spank Daniel Craig's farm, you know, just to stay on the air. But, nevertheless, will not be allowed an evil deed. But seriously. From
this it is if you were a toddler, you openly, if you'd felt to fight
against the truths of life and was the only loves the honesty, the price
to you, perhaps, most of all the lakes.Private. Sometimes they will be mindful of the future was a beautiful look.I have put everything there, from the time of three years. That's enough of a reality show, do not you think? There are a few secrets to keep your psyche intact for so long here. First: Love the people, and next to them in the morning .... My family and friends, here to night, and at home. And, indeed, Mel Gibson - you know, he was making.
The
way I would be able to stand here without acknowledging the any one of
the deepest loves of my life, heroic co-parent, my ex-partner in love,
but in the life of a righteous soul sister. My confessor, ski Buddy, consigliere, most beloved bff of 20 years, Cydney Bernard. Thank you Cyd. I
am proud of this amazing family, our children, Charlie and Kit, who are
my reason to breathe, and to evolve, my blood and soul. The boys, if you do not know the song, just as all things, this is for you. ... You see, Charlie and Kit, sometimes your mom lose it too. To have the moony but that I can, you know. This has the beginning of the end of the time, and like each other. Exciting the SCARY, and now what? Well, I'm never going to be in this stage again. Some degree. Be changed, you've Gotti love it.Indeed, I always tell us how to move the men, led by fables: a work of a great man in the world. From the comment it is now, in another conversation used to hold the staff I can. And maybe it will not be just as sparkly. Maybe it will not open in the three thousand screens. Maybe it will be a quiet and delicate that only dogs can hear it hiss. But
it will be the writing on the wall, where Jodie Foster, it is still to
be seen, and I desire to be understood, and so it is not at all alone. View all camps. Our next year.
Ugh. Fucking Lance Armstrong is all over the news today and not just the sports news and ESPN. Thanks to his Oprah interview, he's on all the news. I can't even watch E! News without seeing his lying, cheating, sorry self. On days like today, it's easy to get cynical about sports and especially the idea of sports heroes, so it's good to look at some people who demonstrate the best of what sports can be.
The most impressive football stats of 2012 were not put up by anyone in the NFL, but by little league football player, nine-year-old Samantha Gordon. In 232 carries, she rang up 1,911 yards and 35 touchdowns, and, oh yeah, she also kicks but on defense with 65 tackles for the season. Not that it really matters, but she did all this as one of the only girls in her league and the only one who played offense. Samantha's highlight reel went viral, and she got a Wheaties Box with her face on the cover. On top of all that, she gives a better interview than most adult athletes.
Not only did their story make LeBron James tear up a little--he was actually humbled to share a stage with them. James said that Conner and Cayden were not just the SportsKids of the Year, but that they were the SportsMEN of the year. Watch their beautful story:
As predicted, Jodie Foster's confusing, quasi-coming-out speech at The Golden Globes was the topic in the LGBT blogosphere today What do people think? Well... it's complicated.
While the press and a whole bunch of other writers seem to be a bit
confused as to what, exactly, happened, we think congratulations and
back pats are in order. Yes, the whole world pretty much knew Jodie was
gay and yes, she danced around the subject in the past, and yes, for the
pedantic people in the room, it’s true; she didn’t actually utter the
words, “I’m gay.” But she didn’t have to. Instead she offered up a
rambling, emotional, exhilarating rant that laid bare her soul and her
life to a roomful of people and a camera full of the world. It was
awkward and funny, cringe-inducing and uplifting. Sloppy and real. And
when it was over, we sat there, stunned and open-mouthed, until Tom
finally managed the words, “Good. For. HER.”
Oh, and even before you dropped that little bomb on the room, we thought your dress was pretty damn fierce.
Well aware that people have been waiting for this moment for years,
Foster explained that her delay wasn't based in shame, but in the fact
that she came of age when there was a larger premium on privacy ...But, standing up on that stage, poised and proud, Foster finally did the
deed - and, as always, she did it her way. And we couldn't be more
happy for her!
In the end, Signorile thinks Foster's coming out is one sign of how much queer activism has accomplished in the last few decades:
But whatever you thought of last night, you'd have to agree that it was
another indication of how it's becoming harder and harder for anyone in
public life to have any real credibility and still be living in the
closet. Personally, I don't care if people like Jodie Foster are bitter
or annoyed at activists. It's the job of activists to challenge people
and, yes, to annoy people. What I care about is that the repressive and
suffocating gay closet not be seen as a good place even if it is still
the only safe choice for many. The only reason that millions are still
in the closet is that society forces them there under threat of
punishment. But things get easier for all those millions of closeted
individuals when Hollywood celebrities and media figures come out. And
more and more, it appears that it's becoming their responsibility, as
privileged members of society, to do so.
For many of us, Jodie Foster was THE example of a gay woman
who was really "making it" in Hollywood – but of course, the caveat was
the reminder of, "Yeah… but she's not out." So we danced this line of
"public vs private" and learned from birth that acting on instinct was
not, in fact, always encouraged. But I am here to say that acting on
instinct and being open about LOVE is a very positive thing – and it
radiates outward. It’s important.
I can only imagine to be the kind of public figure Jodie Foster is
and has been, for her entire life, everything she said about the need
for privacy was 100% understandable, and I believe we will get to the
point where “coming out” is unnecessary. We will get to the point where
no one will assume someone is straight at birth. We will not need to
have “gay role models” because we’ll just have role models.
I think the immediately chorus of confusion and criticism I saw from
my gay friends and colleagues online, in response to Foster’s speech,
were justified. Scold the paparazzi who want you to come out because
they’re bloodsuckers. Don’t scold your own community who has learned
over the years that the best way we have of securing our civil rights,
and saving gay kids who are at far too high a risk of suicide (and
bullying), is by giving them role-models, and giving society yet another
“she’s gay? I like her.”
I’ve had a…. what do you call a man-crush a gay guy has for a
lesbian?… for Jodie Foster since I was a kid. So maybe I’m just prone
to giving her a break. I do think that she was somewhat “off” tonight
at the Golden Globes. Maybe someone pestered her about coming out right
before the awards. Who knows. And I can respect the overwhelming
desire for privacy from any movie star, especially one who has sought it
since the age of 3. I just think that perhaps she could have
responded, to the legitimate desire of the gay community to publicly
welcome her into the fold, with something less than a scold.
Why am I so angry? Because I'm roughly the same age as Jodie, and yet
I had the courage to come out exactly 20 years ago. This was before Glee and Modern Family and Will & Grace
-- and even Ellen DeGeneres' historical and culture-changing
pronouncement. I, and so very many others, took a leap of faith and
dealt with the consequences. Sure, I wasn't worried about losing $20
million a picture, but it's all relative: I feared that family and
friends would abandon me, that I'd get passed over for jobs and
promotions, that I'd be the victim of violence, and all the other
clichés from the after-school specials.
And by the way, some of that stuff happened....
But back to Jodie. She blamed publicly remaining in the closet all these years -- even
with a long-term partner and two children -- on that whiny excuse that
so many celebrities use: "privacy." Sorry, but there are a lot of
"private" stars who don't do a lot of press and don't talk about their
personal lives, like Daniel Day-Lewis and Johnny Depp, but we know basic
facts about them, such as whom they are married to. The "privacy"
excuse is just that: an excuse.
Nobody was asking Jodie to be president of the gays.
I greatly appreciated Ms. Foster taking the time to honor her ex-partner
and co-parent for the emotional support she has provided her through
the years. Rather than critique her for “rambling”, I celebrate Ms.
Foster for providing a role model of how to acknowledge that our most
intimate relationships are substantial and life-altering, even after
they transition. I know that my ex-partner and I aspire to do this – but
it’s not easy. It takes work. It takes integrity. It takes commitment
to the goal of doing so. It isn’t something that comes naturally for
most people.
My question is whether, even with so many public figures coming out, the
media will really stop reporting with the closet in mind — the double
standard that results in reporters inquiring on all sorts of levels
about personal lives and relationships of hetero celebs, but studiously
avoid asking socially out, but professionally questionably closeted
people about the mundane same aspects of their lives. Hollywood still
seems to be a place very conflicted about its public and private image
when it comes to disclosing sexual orientation — that projects and
career successes are tied to the illusion of straightness as something
that must be maintained, or that something is “too gay” to be commercial
or credible (see ‘Behind The Candelabra,’ Liberace Movie With Michael Douglas And Matt Damon, Deemed ‘Too Gay’ By Studios).
"How beautiful it once was"? When gay people were put in jail, or mental
institutions, or thrown out of their families - all because of the
"beauty" of privacy for Hollywood royalty like Foster? And she honestly
believes it's courageous to come out in a retirement speech? Well I guess we should be relieved she didn't leave it for her obit.
Finally, as in most things, I think Mx Justin Vivian Bond provides the best analysis--even while drunk. (You also get bonus thoughts on the NRA and the relationship between fish and eye shadow in this vlog post):
So... We're welcoming Jodie Foster to the LGBT community with both open arms and the middle finger.
...In the early 1990s, [Jodie Foster] helped her best friend Randy Stone and co-producer Peggy Rajski make the 1994 Oscar-winning short film Trevor - which was re-made for HBO in 1998 and was ironically introduced bynewly out Ellen DeGeneres. And in 2007, the same year Randy Stone died of heart disease, she contributed another huge chunk of change to The Trevor Project, the largest in the organization's history.I
met her then, on the rope line. She seemed quintessentially
sophisticated Hollywood - posing for pictures and seemingly accessible
but inscrutable when asked questions. Foster said in a statement:
“I feel so lucky to have had a best friend like Randy Stone, the
funniest guy I’ve ever known. He was talented, passionate, supportive,
and as big as life. He brought all his beautiful energy to The Trevor
Project, which has done such meaningful work on behalf of gay and
questioning youths. The call center campaign’s impact will continue the
Trevor mission in Randy’s honor just as he would have wanted. I am proud
to continue my support of Trevor in memory of my dearest friend. He is
missed.”
Some of us wondered if that trip to the Trevor Project event was the impetus for coming out of the closet later that December when she accepted an award at the 16th annual Women in Entertainment Power 100 breakfast, during which she said: "I'm not sure I've managed to deserve the family and friends that surrounds me ... [including] my beautiful Cydney who sticks with me through the rotten and the bliss."
Fast forward five years to Jodie Foster's much discussed (second) coming out at last Sunday's Golden Globes. Ocamb unpacks the speech point-by-point (go read the whole analysis here--it's excellent), and concludes by bringing the story full circle:
To me, her most deeply personal, "confessional" remark was: "I want
to be seen, to be understood deeply and to be not so very lonely."
That is the cry of all of humanity, something that the wealthy
superstars at the Beverly Hilton Hotel and the poor, at risk LGBT kids
somewhere in a dark room crying can understand. And that is why I found
Jodie Foster's Golden Globe speech so infuriating: she knows this! And
yet she apparently chooses to side with the angry self-centeredness of
Mel Gibson rather than the loving humanity of Randy Stone. Yes, she has
a right to do and say what she wants and to come out as she wishes. But
she also has it in her to be bigger than that, to contribute what she
knows about loneliness and hurt to benefit others - to benefit kids
without the love of friends and family and she choose this award show
where she could have reached millions to obfuscate, once again. The
nugget of meaning I took from this Golden Globe: talent and brains don't
mean you prize humanity.
Everyone should come out in her own time, but Foster was angry last
night. One reason could be embarrassment at not having come out publicly
(at least in her own estimation) until 2013. Last night’s speech
clearly took a lot of guts for Foster to undertake. But too much anger
was directed at a straw man of her own creation. ....By referencing Honey Boo Boo, a
stand-in for all that is shamelessly confessional about celebrity in
2013, Foster’s implication was that the choices she faces as a public
figure are few: (1) stay closeted, never acknowledge your sexual
orientation in public, or (2) tell the world every sordid detail of your
intimate life. That’s a bogus comparison, and it’s one that reinforces
the idea that being LGBT is shameful, worthy of being hidden, and that
saying you’re LGBT is an invitation to the whole world to come into your
bedroom. That’s patently wrong. There are numerous out celebrities who
guard their personal lives: David Hyde Pierce, Anna Paquin, Zachary
Quinto, Amber Heard, Anderson Cooper, just to name a few.
....This speech had me deeply confused and conflicted. On the one hand, not
everyone can or wants to be an advocate for LGBT rights. We cannot
expect every smart, able celebrity to fly the flag and shout from the
rooftops. Yet Jodie Foster is so smart, so capable, so worthy of respect
as an actor, a filmmaker, and a feminist that I can’t help having
wanted her to say, “I’m a lesbian, and there’s nothing wrong or shameful
about it.”
I'll leave it there, as conflicted as we were at the beginning, but also, thanks to working through it together, much less confused.
