Gay Is As Gay Does
In celebration of the first anniversary of Peter’s Ashtray—thank you each and every one for your congratulatory cards, letters and heartfelt sentiments—I have decided to publish this forgotten picture from my archives.
While these two obviously look gay, it is impossible to determine conclusively from this picture whether they are, in fact, gay. Even though many of the characteristics of gayness are present (peculiar clothing, visible expressions of affection and tennis) I am reminded not to judge a book by its cover. Still there is a certain tilt of the head and a philos effusio in expression. On the other hand one must consider the setting, The Protestant Vatican 1976, where gays would have been prohibited.
You be the judge.
posted by Yakimaniac at 10:47 PM
9 Comments:
Ah, I remember you guys! I just flashed back 30 years. Now if only I could figure out how to make old photos digital I think we could look at some very frightening pictures of me!
My first thought is that these two guys are heading off to audition for KC and the Sunshine Band.
As far as gay is concerned, we would have to check just how short and tight the those gym shorts are under the sweats. And is he wearning knee hight gym socks?
I have so many thoughts and so little attention span (or spandex for that matter).
Firstly, these 2 guys were throbbing members of the Bay City Rollers, no doubt.
Secondly, Soul Force came to the college and left this picture as evidence of extra-teristicles, a word that they made up just for this picture.
Thirdly, Shilohman and I once were taken as a pair of gay dudes outside of an El Torito in Long Beach some many, many years back. We had dropped the women off at the front door, parked the car, and then realized a moment too late that we were both wearing very tight jeans, hair combed a bit too well and Shilohman's perfectly coifed facial hairs a dead give-away...we ran!
Fourthly, Yakman and I had to escape at least once from the hands of evildoers during our European tour of duty of 1975...and, now thanks to this picture we can all remember why.
YB of SC,
I'll never forget that night outside of El Torito. Since then I have never dropped off the women first.
It was a kid, wasn't it! He looked up at his parents and said very loudly, "Hey, look at those two gay guys!"
My jeans are still too tight but it's for an entirely different reason than it was back in the late 70's!
If I ran into that kid today he'd probably shout, "Hey, look at that fat, old gay guy!"
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Yes indeed the YB got separated from the tour group in a Dutch department store and was almost abducted by two flamers. He escaped only by yelling my name at the top of his lungs and running in my direction. He caused quite a scene and the two gays were highly amused.
You're right Pastor Dave. Now I can't seem to get the words out of my head...
Oh, shake, shake, shake
shake, shake, shake
Shake your booty, shake your booty.
Who in the their right mind would have been caught dead with these guys?!
Wait a minute....
Mrs. Yak
Not. The one on the left married my girlfriend...unless there is some secret lurking...one never knows.
Here is yet another opportunity to get on my soap box. My problem with gay people is lexical in nature - they co-opted a perfectly good word from our vocabulary. No longer is it permissible to feel gay (without her permission). Men named Gaius now use their middle names. We no longer sing that great old gospel chorus that goes:
"When I should feel so sad why does my heart feel so glad?
Why does my soul feel so happy and gay?"
Why didn't they choose a different word, like "morose?"
In any event, the two jokers in the picture are likely not gay, certainly their behavior in college indicated an orientation towards overt and rampant heterosexuality. I believe that the prevailing thought back then was that girls really cared about how well-groomed you were, so these men/boys meticulously blew every strand of hair into it's proper place and squeezed into tight jeans seeking the meaningful and long term relationships which they eventually found.
Others of us were fairly careless about our appearance and we still got lots of dates - one or two good looking ones, too.
Back then my heart was carefree and, yes, gay.
Dear Occasional Case of Non-denominational Drinking,
You are quite right and well-spoken. I couldn't have put it better myself. Henceforth and forthwith I shall resolve not to use words when I post but merely provide links to your comments which will let everyone know of those things I should have said but couldn't.
Bravo!
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