Sensitivity And Stupidity
No, it’s not an unearthed Jane Austin novel – it refers to an incident that occured on Facebook yesterday.
For those that missed it, the topic focused on something Bob, a straight long-time high school friend, said on his Facebook page that is supposedly offensive to gays. I’m one of those gay person types, and I wasn’t offended in the slightest. I can’t think of a fellow gay type friend who would also have been offended. His comment was similar to many jokes I’ve overheard gays chuckle about at many a gay bar in my time. Never the less, two of his friends de-friended him over the post. He’s a bit upset about that.
The ironic thing about this incident is, one of the things that often makes being gay such a struggle when you’re young – you greatly fear the loss of friends if they find out your “dark, disgusting” secret. I went way out of my way to make sure none of my friends in college knew. Even my sister, with whom I am very very close, and was my room-mate my first year at CSUF,, had no idea. As a result of hiding what I felt, who I was, I suffered a type of self imposed exile, a great loneliness, that to this day is still hard to describe.
So, Bob has these “gay friendly” friends with whom there is a disagreement. At the slightest provocation, what do these twits do? Why, de-friend him, of course!
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