Marvel at mai aestheteek
It’s Nominate a Queer Icon Time.
Meat Loaf, arguably the most unlikely musician to have ever become a full-fledged pop star, has reportedly died at the age of 74…He was also known, at least by some of us, as an icon of queer masculinity—an inspirational and aspirational figure of manhood and butch lesbianism for people of all genders.
Ooh, Mabel, how queer is that. An icon of manhood and butch lesbianism! I’m so out of touch I can remember when those were two different things, not the same thing with different labels. That’s the joy of queering things though: you get to talk complete nonsense and pretend it’s “iconic.”
Gay and queer aesthetics are known for stepping outside of stereotypical categories for male/masculine and woman/feminine, but they often they make that step in one fairly predictable direction that we call androgyny.
Blah blah blah fucking blah. What “aesthetics”? You mean your clothes, hair, makeup, piercings, tatoos? You boring self-involved trivial nitwit?
Guess what: nobody cares. The world isn’t high school, and in the world nobody cares what other people wear. Nobody is taking notes on your “aesthetic.” We.don’t.care.
This is what people do as a substitute for creativity or intellectual activity or politics or anything else demanding and significant. It’s a shortcut to being interesting, but the trouble is that it’s not interesting. Some shortcuts turn out to lead to the town dump, and this is one of them.
Well, there was that time in the movie “Fight Club” where he grew a pair of boobs. (Unintentionally.)
Didn’t some gay men have a thing for Cher? Or Liza Minelli? Or Joan Crawford?
Anyhow, here’s a 2014 article that incoherently tries to make the case for “Meatloaf” as a lesbian icon. It’s author is a lesbian who describe[s/d] herself as “butch” but who is now a transman.
Same person. Was Vanessa Urqhart, now goes by Evan.
Funny, I thought feminism, which is all for destroying the the boxes/cages/prisons of “gender” was the supposed to do that. Too bad it wasn’t allowed to finish the job. Instead we get the reification and butressing of sexist stereotypes, dressed up in “queer” theorizing that valourizes someone for borrowing from the “wrong” box/cage/prison, while defending the very limitations being “transcended.” “Queerness” supports patriarchy by using its stereotypes and tropes to define individual “transgression” rather than calling for the dismantling of the restrictions and barriers altogether, for the benefit of all. You can’t be a trailblazing queer icon if everyone gets to dress, behave and live the way they want, without reference to “traditional” gendered stereotypes. You can’t be an edgy rebel if everyone else is too. You can’t be free, and special, and uniquely above the limits and restrictions, if those limits and restrictions are removed from everyone. You are forced to have an actually interesting personality if you can no longer rely on your blue hair and personal pronouns to carry the load. Better, then, to man the parapets, to fight for the boxes, cages and prisons, so that you can proclaim your freedom from them, to the unironic admiration and acclaim of those you’ve doomed to languish in the confines above which you ascend so heroicaly.
This is literally insane. It’s hilarious that only 2 people in the world seem to think this is possible, and on further inspection they end up being the same person.
Straight men and women also step outside of stereotypical categories; we are all so much a mix of the supposed masculine and supposed feminine characteristics that the patriarchal stereotypes are ridiculous. Most of us on this site do some things the way expected for our sex, and some things the opposite way, and some of us (not just me, I’m sure) sometimes do things in a way no one expects at all. But…we are binary and “cisheteronormative” simply because we think there is such a thing as sex, and that it is defined by a combination of genetics and morphology…and, of course, reproductive roles.
So the trans community needs to shove us back in the box if it is going to be “trans”. Without a binary, there is no trans. Without expected gender roles, how can they let anyone know they are “trans”? So they use the non-binary to prop up the idea that the rest of us are one thing or the other so they can switch the thing they are to the thing they aren’t.
Right? “There’s one other person this absurd.” “Nope, same person.”
My rather pragmatic mother was fond of saying: “Yep, you’re special. Just like everybody else.” Too bad that’s not enough for these people; not only do they want to be special individuals, they proclaim everyone else to be unspecial, not individuals, less than fully human. When will they realize they might be the baddies?
My gut reaction to someone declaring themselves to be ‘non-binary’ is to respond, “Congrats, you’re a human with a pulse!” Even people who would never, in a thousand years, consider referring to themselves as anything other than as a man or a woman possess some traits from the other ‘box’, be they positive or negative (anyone else think “shrill” would be a suitable adjective for Angry Donny’s speeches?).
How convenient, now that he’s dead.
I saw the other day that they are posthumously claiming that Kurt Cobain was trans, merely because he was so obviously in pain. Depression is their transdar.
Soon, everyone who committed suicide will be beatfied. Expect a necrogender flag to be created.
Michael:
And trans activists will finally have the terrible suicide stats they long for.