A friend just emailed me this link. I have already written that I think "Queer Eye for the Straight Guy," is an equivalent to if in the 50s they had a group of heavy Black women going into White peoples homes to teach them to dance and fry chicken. This article is long; but states it better than that. Is this liberation, or is this stereotyping?
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Shmomo Erectus
by Tom McGeveran
"It’s a Gay World After All!" screams VH1 in a press release pumping up their Aug. 18 documentary, Totally Gay. The show, VH1 says, will capture a phenomenon that has built to a fabulous crescendo this summer. "In the early 90’s, the entertainment landscape was a virtual gay wasteland," the promoters scold. "Fast forward to 2003, where ‘gay is the new black.’"
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But underneath it all, there is a rumble, a bristling of dissatisfaction. Is this liberation, or is it stereotype? Is the current increase in gay visibility progress, or is it a retrograde throwback to the homosexual caricatures of the 1950’s, of a Nelly Nation of queens, hairdressers and interior decorators? Should we all just sit back and enjoy the show, as the caricature of the aesthetically obsessed, sweet-smelling gay man joins the American ranks of the non-threatening interloper: the funny little Jew, the tap-dancing Negro, and last year’s model, the fumblingly illiterate Italian mobster—the lovable social misfits for a new age?
Not if we have anything to say about it. Call us the shmo-mosexuals: gay men who use the same moisturizer for their hands and face, if they use it to "moisturize" at all. Gay men who thrill to the prospect that Oscar, not Felix, might have been the latently gay character in The Odd Couple. Gay men whose daydreams of a wardrobe splurge are set against the efficient, Muzaked quietude of the Men’s Wearhouse on Sixth Avenue in Chelsea. (It’s all in one place!) Joe Shmo, that is, but gay.
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http://www.observer.com/pages/frontpage5.asp