queer liberation

The writer strips down while sharing their journey for “The What’s Underneath Project."
Becoming conscious of my sexuality and finally coming out began with my involvement in religious youth activities: Summer camp, retreats and then conferences turned out to be hotbeds of hetero- and homo-eroticism.
My discomfort and concern when watching the Rose Parade marriage ceremony stems from my understanding of the Stonewall rebellion as an impetus for revolutionary change within an overridingly oppressive social structure, as opposed to mere reform, accommodation, or assimilation.
Queerness is a gift that not all LGBT people have. It's certainly not inherent in that amorphous thing sometimes called the LGBT movement. We are a political, social and sexual minority, and maybe even a cultural one, but we're held together more loosely than most other minorities.
In June I sent out a story to be considered for Best Lesbian Erotica 2014, but I could not have imagined the tangled internal politics that would ensue. That fight is emblematic of a broader schism in the queer community, one that calls up all the old questions of assimilation vs. liberation.
HuffPost Gay Voiced editor Noah Michelson joins HuffPost Live to discuss his blog post, "Why I Never Want To Be Just Like Straight People."
What's got me so despondent (and dramatic)? A couple of recent blog posts that appeared on HuffPost Gay Voices, lamenting, worrying about or lashing out at queers (like me) who don't want to live a heteronormative life.
What makes a white, 32-year-old, middle-class queer woman with no prior charges decide to risk arrest in order to stop ICE from deporting immigrants? I have lived my life as a survivor of sexual violence and as a queer person in the South. I know something about fear.
As you see her up on stage, woozily doing her thing, you can't help but be happy for her. Amanda Lepore finds pleasure in the artifice of her body; with her immensely fake tits and voluptuous lips, she proves that her most authentic self can be all ornamentation.
I've reached a conclusion: I'm not gay. Oh, don't misunderstand me. I am definitely homosexual, 100-percent. Honey, I loves me some big, juicy mens. I just don't have the trappings to be a 21st-century gay. I am what I think of as "post-gay."
My discomfort in watching the joyous reactions to recent gains for marriage equality stems from my understanding of the Stonewall rebellion as an impetus for revolutionary change within an oppressive social structure, as opposed to mere reform, accommodation, or assimilation.
Being queer means constantly questioning what's considered "normal" and why that norm gets privileged over other ways of being. It means criticizing who sets these norms and recognizing the privilege that comes with being able to identify as "normal."
When some of us say the LGBT movement has reached a turning point, others object. We have not finished, they say. Of course we have not finished. But to the extent that equality is the goal, we are nearer the finish line than the start. Equality is not everyone's goal, however.
You could say I'm a gender-bent pansexual polyamorist. Not gay, straight, or bi but something else altogether. My best relationships are with people who are like me: queer and highly sexual, with an appreciation and respect for all the gray areas that human sexuality has to offer.
Pride parades, or "gay liberation protests," as they were first called, have been critical to bringing about LGBT rights all over the world. But we've abandoned their initial purpose as a call for equality. We owe it to ourselves, and to our history, to call upon our rich activist traditions.
Peter is a gay man I slept with once. When he did come home with me and we were naked in my bed, he kissed my neck, and I moaned, high-pitched and breathy. He stopped, looked me in the eye and said, "Don't do that. It's faggy."
I know that the entire queer community is not on the same page on the issue of marriage, and I don't think we need to be, but I want to say why I haven't been jumping on the marriage bandwagon, and I want to really give context to my hesitation.