Well hopefully in the 3 years since this article was written the author has moved on to other career challenges, perhaps in the fast food service industry.
Just as a personal anecdote for counterpoint, I'll restate something I've posted here before: it was discovering that gays can be masculine that brought me OUT of denial, not kept me hidden there. It was failure to fit the effeminate gay stereotypes that put me into confusion and denial for years. My reasoning had been that if I had no desire to outwardly BEHAVE like an effeminate gay, I therefore couldn't BE a gay, despite always realizing I was attracted to men.
I tried to dismiss my same-sex interest as some kind of kinky (1960s term) perversion that was offset by my otherwise masculine traits. I also conveniently blocked out of my mind some personal traits that are indeed viewed as being stereotypically gay, although actually having gay sex was not one of them.
And so once I was confronted with masculine gays in person, following my Army retirement and return to the civilian world full time, my "defense mechanism" began to crumble. I could no longer use masculinity as proof that I was straight. And as I began to do a serious, comprehensive self-evaluation I couldn't overlook the very obvious signs of who I am.
But contrary to the author's assertion here, I value self-awareness and understanding more than public image, despite having gotten it wrong for so many years in my own case. If I was gay then I was gay, and I was long overdue to "get with the program" per the Army phrase.
Because despite the bad public image that gays had in 1995, one thing I did know about myself is that I'm a good & decent person. And if I'm gay, then being gay can't be as wicked and damnable as society had told me, and I certainly wouldn't lose my masculinity over it.
So that I didn't conform to the author's contention that being masculine would keep me from accepting my orientation, once I understood that I am gay. I think it may have even helped me, because my masculinity existed on its own merits, it wasn't dependent on my being called a straight, and would survive my being known as gay.
And so I used that masculine assertiveness and directness of purpose to take a risky chance, to come out all at once without delay, before I'd spent a single day in the gay community. It was the best decision I ever made.