The “New” Normal

The most recent push for equality of the sexualities entails more than just rights and freedoms for homosexuals. These may be the primary goal, indeed the only goal in the minds of those who fight for the cause; but there is implicit in the movement another very significant modification to society, that effects in particular the homosexual portion of society: it is nothing less than the hereonormalization of the homosexual community.

Marriage is, of course, a political right; but it is also a tradition, an ancient institution, which carries all the customs, trappings and codes of conduct that traditions carry. In America in particular, there is a certain style, a certain aesthetic, under which married lives proceed; and in America, we are seeing homosexual culture begin to shift to that very same aesthetic, complete with fondant icing, resort vacations and vinyl siding. We are witnessing the disappearance of studio apartment art projects, which are being replaced by sterile suburbian experiments in family rearing. We no longer see the alienation of our people culminate in tragically heroic drug addictions, for they’ve begun coping with their alienation by means of safer, more predictable pharmeceutical remedies. Key parties are giving way to book clubs and group painting classes, and the extra-monogomous sexual encounters thereby engendered are either sublimated or carried out in secret, with malice. We bear witness today to the assimilation of the homosexual culture by that of the WASP; and we’re cheering it all on in the name of progress.

Now it’s one thing to desire that the fact of homosexuality become “normal,” that society come to terms with the existence of homosexuality and regard it as an innocuous fact. But it is something very different for the homosexual individual to desire to become “normal” himself — for in doing so he surrenders his identity and adopts a false one. He parades about with shining, better-looking skin, a carefully scuplted physique and laser-white teeth; he mingles with young professionals on the patios of plebian pubs that inexplicably serve brunch, gargling mimosas and describing his most recent achievements at the office. His opinions are always benign; his music is always Top 40; his iPhone is always the latest model. His identity may be rotting away somewhere inside, but to all appearances he is a happy, productive, manageable member of society.

For you see the homosexual must adapt himself to his new, mainstream role in society. If the heterosexuals are going to hand over the sacred bonds of matrimony, it must be understood that there is a price to pay: conformity, mediocrity, and above all a sense of duty to the herd must be instilled in the homosexual before he is allowed to parade about with his new rights and husband. He musn’t stand out too much (although he’s still allowed his yearly “binge” at Pride festivals — this goes without saying), and he musn’t deviate from the status quo. And the homosexual has willingly accepted this deal. The homosexual has become status quo; the homosexual has become “normal.” There is, as a young American beauty once said, nothing worse than “normal.”