...a rant about being queer.

Hey.

In case you didn't know, I'm bi. Combine this with my libido the size of a planet, and you have an girl with an uncanny ability to find most human beings highly doable.

This is good, in that I ultimately have more hypothetical options than any straight or gay person ever will. At the same time, many, many times have I spent ten minutes staring at a hot girl's butt before realising all her fourteen million friends are giving me serious evils. I guess it's a problem any straight boy will encounter at some point.

I think girls-who-like-other-girls are in a strange position - unlike gay men, who seem to automatically have an edge that makes them any woman's best friend [admittedly true - male enough to understand and thus advise on other men, but unlikely to perv on you], lesbians appear to be only any good if they are three things:

   1) Hot.

   2) A cheerleader.

   3) Making out with another hot lesbian cheerleader.

Ask around, you'll find that at least 90% of guys would not pass on an opportunity to sit in on a lesbian porno filming. Even a lot of older-generation homophobes turn a blind eye where fit lesbians are concerned. Why, then, is the subject of man-on-man completely taboo, an unspeakable topic to be kept hush-hush? I can't be the only person who found Brokeback Mountain to be possibly the hottest, as well as the saddest, film ever.

The blatant sexism is maddening. 

It's like - what is this charm that gay men have that lesbians apparently don't? Seriously? While everyone loves a camp guy, not all homos are all that camp, just as not all lesbians are butch. I'd like to think I'm not. Megan Fox is bi too, and she's not butch. She's freaking hot, but that's besides the point.

Going only slightly off-topic, I'd like to take this opportunity to dispell some rumours about bi people. One. We do not want to do anything and everything that walks.* Two. We are no less human than any hetero/homo. Three. There's a lot more of us than you might think.

I believe everyone is bi to some degree - how much so determines what category you fall under, be it "straight" or "gay" or "other".

At the end of the day, I'm just grateful I'm not a boy. It would be a whole lot worse if I had a bonerable dick between my legs.

* Attraction is not the same as actively doing.

Quote of the day: Mowing your lawn is against nature. [Rufus Wainwright, in response to being told homosexuality is against the very forces of nature.]