Flirting With Lesbianism (But Not Lesbians)

Again I return from a party amazed. Amazed at what drink can do to people. Amazed at the culture of social gatherings in 2005. Amazed at the price of Smirnoff Ice (£3.00 is ridiculous).

I’m closeted, so I’m on my best behaviour for the night. I wouldn’t be the first to get intoxicated and declare the truth. Although, to be fair, I don’t think anyone would even notice if I stripped down into my ‘Damn, Now Everyone Knows I’m A…’ t shirt and started waving a pride flag on the dance floor. Oh no, because sure everyone flirts with lesbianism.

There is a firm difference between flirting with lesbianism and flirting with lesbians. But then, seeing as they all reckon I’m straight, I’m all good. Lesbians are still a rare breed to be approached with caution. Ironic - I get groped at more at a straight girl’s 18th birthday party, than at a gay bar?

I spent some time wondering why these girls are getting so hormonal on me. I initially put it down to my charm – logical of course. However, upon serious thought, it’s either escapism, curiosity – or booze. Maybe they were trying to impress the boys (cynicism). Maybe they were testing me (paranoia). Maybe they were just drunk (realism).

It would of course be judgemental of me to condemn them for having a bit of ‘fun’. I really don’t.
I just wonder if we provided more alcohol in parliament, would we get more liberal laws?

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Graphic by Leah Tiscione, Arizona Daily Star.