So I'm going to be posting a bit off-theme today. I promise I've got one or two items in the pipe for early this week, but this came up late this week and has been on my mind. I need to write about it.
I've got a friend at work. My PFY (short for Pimply-Faced Youth - my protege, my apprentice, the Obi-Wan to my Qui-Gon, etc). A brilliant young(er) geek who will probably surpass me eventually (even though he is a Linux advocate, while I prefer BSD). I've known him now for about six years, and he always impresses me.
Recently, I discovered his blog. Didn't go searching for it, really - we both edit on Wikipedia, and his profile linked to his blog. I decided to read back a bit just out of curiosity - check up on how he casts me (in a good light, I'm happy to report). In the process, I discovered something that upset the hell out of me. Wait for it
He's gay.
I said WAIT FOR IT, that's not what upset me.
What upset me is that I never knew. For years back in the late '80s, if you wanted to find me on a Friday or Saturday evening, the place to look was the Varsity Theater and the midnight showings of The Rocky Horror Picture Show, up in front of the crowd, playing Riff Raff. I'm one of those people who really can say "I've got lots of gay friends", and mean it.
Just to be up-front, I'm quite comfortably hetero, but gay people have never bothered me (I should clarify - a few have bothered me once in a while, asking for help moving & such, but they didn't bother me). I believe the appropriate term is "Straight but not Narrow".
In the old days, it seemed I could identify the "still in the closet" types even before they themselves were willing to admit they were gay. I counseled several of them during the difficult period between admitting and coming out (and beyond), even going so far as to talk with parents. I've always been something of an amateur psychologist, and some of these people needed someone to help with the transition. I now have several friends who introduce me to others as "the only friend I have who actually knew me before I came out".
So the shock to my system was that I apparently have lost some observational sense that I had in my youth. It makes me wonder what else I'm missing. I know my brain has slowed somewhat over the years - could be the early drug usage, could be the lack of current drug usage, could be the fact that I'm just not as active (or social) as I was. I prefer to think it's the latter, as that would be the correctable condition.
To my PFY, if you're reading this: If you're keeping it under the hat at work, rest assured, your secret is safe. You've never broached the subject with me, and I find nothing unusual about that - it isn't really a subject (hetero- or homo-, either one) one talks about much in a work environment. I was delighted to read that you've found yourself a committed partner. I'm a big advocate of marriage (any kind) - humans aren't designed to go through life alone, and it sucks that the current "social moral code" (the very existance of I dispute as a fallacy) dumps so much fear & hatred on gay & lesbian couples. My personal feeling: If you want to "protect marriage", figure out why so many straight marriages end in divorce.