This past weekend at Nashville Pride Vanessa Carlton followed in the footsteps of female celebs like Lady Gaga, Anna Paquin, and Megan Mullally and came out as bisexual. Congrats! But why is this well-intentioned announcement always made by ladies? Aren’t there any bi guys?
Bisexual women are especially powerful because people don’t really care if a female has fluid sexuality. In fact, most straight guys would actually prefer imagining that Anna Paquin will not only sleep with them, but will bring her best girlfriend over for a three-way. Yes, there is nothing icky about lady-on-lady action. This is not true in the hetro world with male-on-male loving,.
It’s a horrible double standard and it’s one I think we should end. How? Well, we need some famous dudes to come out as bi and be LOUD and PROUD! We know you’re out there, guys. And even if you’re not, can’t you pull a Gaga and just pretend for the sake of the cause? Thanks!
Four-time Olympic medalist in swimming for Australia, Daniel Kowalski came out of the closet today in a column in Australian paper The Age:
“Despite the dark, fearful and lonely times, being able to write this fills me with a sense of freedom, pride and relief. There truly is a genuine sense that everything will be OK. I wrestled for a long, long time wondering whether being gay made me a bad person, but I can no longer fight who I am and that, simply put, is just me.
Being a gay man with a foot half in and out of the closet is tough; the games it plays with your mind – and more importantly, your heart – are hard to put into words but I am going to try my best. I finally accepted my sexuality at the end of 2006 following a huge anxiety attack at work. After what were literally years of torment, denial and very, very dark times, I couldn’t live a lie to myself any more. You often read that when people came out they had felt depressed or had suicidal tendencies. I, like them, experienced all of the extremes, but mostly it was the loneliness that was the hardest part of being gay – and still is. The number of times I have sat on the couch or lain in bed bawling my eyes out, scared and fearful of the future, are too many to mention.