The Gay Interests

As I affectionately tell many of my friends on a regular basis, I am in touch with my feminine side. Sure, as a heterosexual male I watch enough sports, eaten plenty of steak and potatoes and have watched The Godfather, Scarface and Martin Scorsese flicks as much as the next guy, but I have also embraced my sensitive side as well.

I do enjoy going to the theatre and watch musicals (can recite Sondheim lyrics from memory), have gone to art galleries willingly, seen many chick flicks by choice and currently a big fan of TV’s Gilmore Girls. These are what I now call my gay interests.

That term was coined from a friend of mine when I was perusing through his DVDs. In amongst his collection that includes action, horror and Japanese monster flicks was the box set for Little House on the Prairie Season One. I had to ask him why he had this in with the likes of Friday the 13th, Star Wars and Godzilla. With a straight face, he told me that it was his gay interest.

He told me that every time he watches Pa Ingalls doing whatever is necessary in order to provide for his family, he starts weeping like a girl. He says he can’t help it. And this is a guy who, as a teacher, intimidates the hell out of his students as well as his fellow coworkers.

I am noticing that this phenomenon is popping up everywhere. From guys I know that cry during certain movies (mostly Old Yeller and Rudy) to the number of poems written by males I’ve noticed on this blogsite to my friend Mark Lefebvre admitting his love for reading Good Housekeeping on his blog. And of course Hollywood is all over this trend with Sylvester Stallone’s passion for painting to Kevin Costner making sensitive movies to Silent Bob sobbing like a little girl with a skinned knee during Pretty Pink when Molly Ringwald’s character finally hooks up with her dream guy.

Let’s face it. The metrosexual revolution is here and it’s time for guys to free themselves from the shackles of macho maleness and reveal their own gay interests. Let them freely admit that they like listening to Coldplay, being a fan of Oprah or like watching Queer Eye for the Straight Guy. There is nothing wrong with it.

It’s an acceptable life-choice as far as I'm concerned.