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SCOTUS SCROTUM Locus Delicti: Queer-Eve Solidarity
As SCOTUS scratch their majority balls
No wonder I was called a “FRUIT!” on the playground of my youth.
OK, let me back up a little. I’ll start with the ‘locus delicti’ or scene of the crime — the Garden of Eden, where the very first argument started.
It was between Eve and God. Not God and Adam, the easily swayed once obedient sperm donor required for starting the human race. Obviously hot but risk-averse, Adam was the first terribly boring defender of the status quo. Eve is not the offender in this story; she’s the hero. Her pluck-you bite of that perfectly juicy apple, the doorway to wisdom, was the first radical queer act. And women have been paying the price, been on trial, ever since — for being curious, daring, non-conforming, and unwilling to be governed.
Queerness, as in my case, male homosexuality, was foremost associated with effeminacy, the worst thing you can say about a boy since the time of Eden. Queerness is also associated with the betrayal of one’s sex. Like Eve’s betrayal. Of course, it’s more like courage than betrayal despite how a male identified God, and the dudes he made in his image must see the desire for the ‘forbidden fruit’ as the latter. No doubt, after Eve first had the idea to taste the apple, Adam encouraged, if not prodded her, to go first.
Coward. Hypocrite. Liar. Even way back then, the man was looking for deniability, a fall gal. Hardly surprising Adam’s Apple got stuck in men’s throats for eternity.
Eve was the first cis-fem woman, right? Then again, she was made from Adam’s rib. So Eve had to be the first cis woman and the first fertile Trans woman. There’s your miracle. Snap! Move over BVM.
Either way, Eve was ballsy. I’m with Eve the revolutionary. And I emphatically support her right to govern her own body. So says this proud apple as we enter Fruit Pride Month!
Thank you for reading. I’m a Queer Visual Artist & Nonfiction Writer. My ‘agented’ manuscript, Artist Under Water, A Journey to the Surface — from Southern Gothic New Orleans to the art world of New York — is making its rounds to editors/publishers. If you liked this piece, please try this one:
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