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...planning before the short Antarctic travel season kicks off in mid-November. Avoid the large cruise lines, because not only are their expeditions more expensive than those on smaller ships but they also don't make regular landfalls on the ice and their insular atmosphere (not to mention bingo and cabaret) keeps you from experiencing the true remoteness of the continent...
...gays were everywhere. You may think that we—three soulful, intelligent homosexuals—were overjoyed at the sudden omnipresence of these alternatively-desiring young people. Certainly a variety of heartwarming spectacles were available for our delectation: from the festive kiss-in to drag bingo, from the Day of Silence to “Camp,” the cleverly-titled bgltq dance. With Gaypril, the Bisexual, Gay, Lesbian, Transgender and Supporters Alliance (BGLTSA) intended to “fight homophobia” and increase queer visibility at Harvard...
...fact, for drag bingo, the BGLTSA explicitly took their political inspiration from television’s Sex in the City—an unlikely candidate for models of radical subversion. For this extravaganza, the BGLTSA board felt it necessary to hire a real live drag queen to provide them with make-up tips—thereby revealing the way in which the event depended upon a tokenized, exoticized identity of which the BGLTSA knew nothing...
While one might be tempted to dismiss the BGLTSA’s mode of activism as, at worst, a harmless attempt at visibility, the real effects of such political ignorance are far more treacherous. This became especially clear at drag bingo, where one of the lucky winners took home a box of “X-Rated Fortune Cookies,” bearing a squint-eyed, buck-toothed caricature of a “Chinese” waiter, scandalizing his blond-haired, blue-eyed customer with sexual secrets of the Orient. When the gross racism of this artifact was brought...
We’ve finished our forties and all the bingo prizes have been doled out. I go home empty-handed. It’s time to cross back over whatever social boundary I transcended by slathering my face with spirit gum. The goatee washes off with rubbing alcohol, and the striped socks come out of my underwear soundlessly. Voila! I’m a woman again...