According to an article in the online magazine Slate, gay bars in New York City are under siege from hordes of desperate straight women who are so starved for male attention that they are seeking it from men who, being gay, have no sexual interest in women at all. Gay men are noticing and a backlash is starting. From the opening paragraph of the Slate piece by a self-described drag queen:
What’s the purpose of a gay bar? For starters, they offer gay men… a hunting ground where they can chase people with similar desires. But perhaps more important [sic], gay bars also provide a haven from the heterosexual gaze. In small towns and big cities alike, these spaces allow queers to talk, flirt, and unwind without drawing sneers, slurs, curious stares, or even unwanted support—My son is gay, too! Gay bars are the one space that an LGBTQ person can enter without scanning the crowd for potential trouble. At least, that’s the way it was until a sudden influx of straight partiers changed the terrain.
Now, I’m a supporter of gay men and gay marriage but even I can note the irony of this opening paragraph – it seems to echo the style of those traditionalist groups who oppose gay marriage:
What’s the purpose of a marriage? For starters, it offers fertile couples a hallowed ground where they can produce children and rear them with similar desires. But perhaps more importantly, marriage also provides a haven from the depraved gazes of those who frown on childbirth and childcare. In small towns and big cities alike, these spaces allow a couple to talk, flirt, and unwind without drawing sneers, slurs, curious stares, or even unwanted support—My son is married, too! Marriage is the one space that a committed couple can enter without scanning the crowd for potential trouble. At least, that’s the way it was until a sudden influx of gay partiers changed the terrain.
It was long recognized by gay marriage advocates like Andrew Sullivan that the normalization of gay marriage would bring about the collapse of gay culture; married gay men would seek quiet suburbs and eschew decades of the decadent party scene that was the epicenter of gay life, which would contract to become a brief gateway for younger, uncoupled gay men instead of the vibrant, multi-generational locus it once was.
What Sullivan and others didn’t expect was feminism alienating straight men and women from either other to the point where the only social contact a straight woman could have with a man at all was to seek out a gay one in the hope they could be turned into either sex partners or at least, the sycophantic admirers that their straight, friend-zoned male acquaintances used to be. In feminist speak, straight men are rapey, arrogant, cat-calling assholes and a woman should be terrified of every man she sees on the street – indeed, men are supposed to cross the street and not scare these fragile flowers by walking headlong past them.
Feminists have consistently invaded and dismantled male spaces from locker rooms to fraternities to businessmen’s clubs, so it shouldn’t be a shock that they are now taking on gay men’s enclaves: gay men are both “safe” and “intersectional” in feminist rhetoric, which means the invasion of gay men’s safe spaces will grow with a fervor unmatched by previous feminist incursions until every last gay enclave is shuttered. Feminists will destroy gay culture more thoroughly than the harshest mullahs could ever dream of.
Meanwhile, in a professional office settling, a man who dares to flirt or even just note a woman’s provocative new outfit is putting himself at risk of termination for “harassment.” A prudent office man averts his eyes and thinks “meh” when the office slut walks by with her tits exposed – behavior that feminists actively demand with their ongoing slutwalks and “free the nipple” campaigns.
These men have learned, many the hard way, not to trust their women coworkers with confidences, personal problems, admiring glances or even a bit of naughty gossip. Everything is potentially interpreted as a hostile environment now, and this feminist-enforced embargo of the sharing of feelings erodes the mental stability of a normal woman down to her well-groomed pubes, causing her to act out once she escapes to a gay bar:
As a drag queen, I first noticed the lady invasion during a show this past winter in Hell’s Kitchen, the current prime gayborhood in Manhattan. Wiggling through some faux-choreography with my co-hostess Monet X Change, I was startled by a sudden burst of screaming just beyond the stage lights. Then, swerving and stumbling, a romper-clad blonde woman crawled onto the stage. I assumed she’d leave when we ignored her bid to join the show, as such party girls used to do. But she stayed on, galvanized by wild cheers from her many girlfriends. She ignored verbal dismissals and the hisses of gay audience members. She ignored gentle pushes. Even when Miss Change (who stands about 6 feet, 2 inches in flats) picked the woman up bodily and tossed her away, she came jogging back. With the backing of her comrades, Miss Romper 2015 felt empowered to turn a gay haven into a straight jungle-gym.
The author of the Slate piece goes on to report that then last week, to my horror, I saw girls arrive arm-in-arm to one of those filthy dives where gay guys go to blow whomever in plain view. Not only are these naïve, boorish straight women that desperate for male company but they don’t give fuck about those whom they trample to find it.
Now, as MGTOW like me continue to avoid marriage and other social contact with women, pressure on the tiny number of gay men to fill women’s emotional and physical gaps will continue to grow exponentially. The inevitable breakdown of the gay male / feminist détente will weaken the trend a bit but t is already too late: even conservative and traditional single women are appearing in the fading gay club scene, so the end of those colorful icons of freedom and liberation will be fast, cruel, and final.
Someday soon, the only place for women to find men willing to discuss their issues will be the Men’s Rights Movement, and interestingly, the smart women are already here.