Whenever I want a giggle, I go to a blog which had initially begun as a critique on the show Project Runway. It is written by Tom and Lorenzo and was then called Project Rungay. It was well written and the perfect antidote to the drama of the weekly nonfiction book I read about the powerful oppressing and suppressing the powerless. It now just bears the name of its writers and can be found here. Over the years, they've taken on to critiquing many other shows. One of them is Glee. What they wrote about yesterday's episode made me cry. Here is the excerpt which moved me the most:
To the straight people reading us: remember high school? Remember your favorite songs and movies, TV shows and music videos from that period? Imagine if all of that media bombardment telling you what to like, what to wear, and how to be attractive, popular, and cool, imagine that all of that aimed for and addressed everyone else but you. Imagine what it's like when every sappy love song (or angry breakup song), every rom com, every trendy TV show and blockbuster movie, even every video game, imagine if they all depicted a form of romantic love that simply isn't available to you. Imagine going through high school without even so much as a hint of yourself reflected in any of the things you watch and listen to, any of the things that literally every other kid is talking about. Imagine the one thing you want more than anything in the world: to be kissed, please god, just to be kissed, imagine you have never seen that depicted anywhere or referred to in any way but as something to be mocked and shunned.
Those of us who grow up to be in the majority because our our straight sexual identity is clear to us are incredibly lucky. And it is just that. The luck of the genetic lottery.