Loving Other Men
by Regis Boff
Men love other men more unconditionally than we love women. It is a woman’s variable charm and physical beauty coupled with the ever phantom terror of a long life without children that draws us inexorably but confusedly to them.
I don’t know what frightens homosexuals most. Likely it is being randomly beaten up or losing Hollywood jobs to Clint Eastwood. If letting them marry is all we have to do to help them have families then shame on us for simply not shutting the fuck up.
I find it tricky to spot a true heterosexual anymore. It is possible that all women are lesbians somewhere deep inside. They get along too suspiciously well. Certainly all married women over forty are gay, and no one could convince me otherwise. Too many hairy backs would grate on anybody eventually.