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By Rebecca, August 9, 2008 5:18 am

Just had an interesting discussion with PW and AR on the back from bowling, inspired by the Kate Perry (according to Google) song ‘I Kissed a Girl.’ I was saying that the part of me which has been reading too much feminist/trans/gender theory wants to say the song is reinforcing negative stereotypes about homosexuality by saying kissing a girl is ‘naughty’ and ‘not what nice girls do.’

The conversation also sort of turned to why kissing a girl is OK (for men and women) but a similar song about kissing a guy, by a guy, would most certainly be viewed as too ‘gay’ to make it mainstream (and be played at a bowling alley on a Friday night).

I was wondering why that was, and why (for example) in our group of friends there were girls who were okay making out with each other while drunk but no guys who felt the same way. We talked about how that’s culturally true, but that’s not really an explanation, just restating that it is true. PW suggested that there’s an aspect of arrogance in it, that guys think two girls kissing is just because they don’t have a guy there to ‘really’ satisfy them. (Leading to the common fantasies by guys, about having multiple female partners.) AR also suggested that it might have to do with penetration being seen as such a feminine act and while two women (who are ‘allowed’ to be penetrated) can make out without changing that ‘penetratable’ quality, if two guys make out it takes them both from ‘penetrator’ to ‘potentially penetrated.’

Now, I am firmly of the opinion that penetration of a man does not need to be an inherently heterosexual or homosexual act. Likewise, specifically anal penetration doesn’t automatically need to be gay or dirty; if AR wants to find a strap on and fuck her boyfriend silly, that doesn’t change his sexuality any more than if he then rolls over and fucks her silly, even if culturally it might not be seen that way….

-R

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By Rebecca, July 23, 2008 1:03 am

Today we focused more on stories from the body. We each had a big sheet of butcher paper and were told to draw the metaphors of our body. My ended up with a balloon head tied with string to balloon boobs and string arms, all attached to a weight keeping the balloons from floating away. Hanging from the weight was a bucket filled with perscription pill bottles, and at the crotch was a bunsen burner heating a thermometer to the bursting point. (Can you tell I have body and sexuality issues right now?)

We performed a semi-improvised piece based on an action. Mine was awkwardly rubbing my crotch, as if wiping something off your hand. The (general idea of the) text, with changes/additions/subtractions made on things I think would work better, didn’t work well, or I just forgot:

Mmmmmmm.

MMmmmmmmmmm.

MMmmmmasturbation.

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