There’s no rule that states you have to only have one type of toy or one type of sex with one partner, and then totally change it up when you wind up partnering with someone different. If we applied that flawed logic to everything, square dances would become very difficult.
My aunt owns a party store in New Jersey, and every year the town has a Christmas parade on Black Friday. The streets are always packed with families, which is great for local businesses. Even though Halloween has just passed, my aunt recruits me and my cousins to dress up in costumes and walk around, drumming up business for the store. Inside, my very Jewish grandparents dress up as Santa and Mrs. Claus, because (as they put it) why the hell not? My grandfather gets a kick out of little kids sitting on his lap, utterly convinced that he’s the real deal. Everything is ridiculous. They will do this every single year for my entire childhood.
Standup has allowed me to tell my story over and over in my own words, on my own terms. It isn’t just about the laughs (although, let’s be real, I do love getting laughs). Coming out is often awkward. It’s something I’m forced to do repeatedly (thanks to living in a heteronormative society). I might as well get to have some fun with it.
We recommend celebrating this blessed piece of information by treating yourself to a viewing of Joyful Noise, a heartwarming film I incorrectly remembered as being a Christmas movie even though it turns out that it is not a Christmas movie, I just saw it for the first time on Christmas.
