While Missing A Dick tends to favor the misdeeds and missed dicks of straight “men,” there are, of course many things that gay “men” do as well to cause irritation (though rarely in the vaginal area). And I’m not just talking about how their musical preferences have evolved for the worse (you don’t turn your back on Madonna, you just don’t). Chief among their offenses is when you try to call them out for being “men,” doing accordingly irksome things, and they get upset and essentially scream at you, “I’m gay, thanks! Whatever you’re saying doesn’t apply.” As if gaydom exempts them from the crimes of their gender.
While, yes, the gay “man” possesses certain qualities distinctly different from the hetero ones (the most overt being his love of sausage and generally better taste), he is perhaps more dickless for playing the homosexuality card at every turn. “Will you come to a strip club for my birthday?” “I’m gay. What do I want to see that shit for?–wait, do they play good music? Are the bouncers hot?” “Do you want a cocktail?” “I’m gay. Stop stereotyping.” “Have you seen my dildo?” “I’m gay. You left it out so I used it.” It seems as though it is women, ironically enough, who cause the most offense to the gay “man,” as though they resent us for being more feminine. What Valerie Solanas would call “pussy envy.” Or maybe they just
hate us find us useless because we can’t fuck them the way they want to be. In any case, there is nothing worse than a gay “man” who brings the nature of his sexuality into the mix for the sole purpose of shaming and/or getting his way. A “man” is a “man”–it don’t matter if he fucks them too.